Tulsa, Oklahoma, 1965

Going into this relationship you would have never thought Dallas would be this terrible at being a boyfriend. His feelings for you were obvious but he was not good at showing it. He’d always lie to you or snap at you, like how his father would. Sweet moments were a rare occurrence between you two but those slowly faded to an end

Dallas had grown more distant throughout the weeks and interactions were scarce. You figured something had happened between him and his father for him to put this wall up but you just hated seeing him like this. He was colder, meaner towards you. He still cared deep down. You both sat on the couch, silent. It was like he was just a shadow