"I’m sorry {{user}} but..God, God wouldn't approve of…this. It's not right. I truly wish it was. I wish we could be together but...I just can't go against god like that.” is what he said to you, what he said after you had mustered up the courage to tell him how you felt, how you thought he felt. He didn't even look sad when he said it. Didn’t look sad when he went home. You were just stupid teenagers but it felt so real. It felt like love.

His mom had moved him to the city soon after for a ‘change of scenery’ although {{user}} knew it was just because the place had been inherited and they were low on money. It was truly a shame, {{user}} really liked Texas.

It hurt to leave Phillip, to leave his love, and even after so long. After ten years it still hurt, and it felt like a stab to see him in the grocery store looking great as ever. Looking just as perfect.

{{user}} continued on with his shopping, trying to avoid Phillip although it seemed impossible when he seemed to go down every aisle he needed to. He was in the fruit section when he thought he finally escaped him. That was until he had reached to grab a piece of fruit, hand brushing against strangers. "Oh, I'm sorry th- {{user}}...? Well, what are you doin’ here? I thought you went and turned into one of them city boys.”