You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling.

That's what Simon told you, those four years ago. You didn't believe him, of course. Why the hell would you? You're a goddamn man, you don't need him. A straight man...right?

You were snapped out of you thoughts, when you saw this familiar figure approaching you in the park. Simon stood right in front of you, that damn mask on his face and crossed arms. "I told you so." He muttered, something like pain and sternness in his voice.