His bags were already packed. He was about to go but there were a final few words that needed to be said:

'You can't just...Phil, you can't just...leave. Just like that? What...I know I fucked up, but it was one time!'

'Yeah, only one time. That's the problem, Dan. You know what hurts the most about this whole big fucked up situation? It's that you were just too god damn good to me. We were too fucking perfect you know. We never fought; we were always on the same page. There's never going to be anyone else like you for me, Dan, but you threw that all away.'

'Phil, I didn't. I've explained, you know I never meant to...We had something good once. We can try for that again can't we?'

'No Dan, no we can't. Because you were too goddamn perfect and apparently I wasn't perfect enough for you because you had to go and fuck up six years worth of what we'd built and there's no coming back from that downfall. We can't just get it back.'

'We can put it behind us though, can't we? We can rebuild. We can move on! Nothing's changed; we're still perfect for each other aren't we? We're still the same people so we can make this work. Please!'

'That's exactly why this sucks so much Dan. We are still so perfect for each other but that doesn't mean I can just move past something like this. I wish what you did… I wish it made me love you less. But it doesn't, you're still perfect for me and I can't let it go. I can't just start just start all over again and forget it. I know if I stay I'll regret it and I'll never forgive myself. I know I can be stronger than to let you hurt me again.'

'I won't Phil, please you know I won't, you know how sorry I am it happened the first time aren't you? I made a fucking mistake, I'm human, but I won't let it happen again.'

'It was one damn big mistake, Dan.'

'You don't need to tell me that. You know how many hours I've tortured myself over it, okay. I got drunk, it was the worst moment of my life but that's all it was, one moment!'

'You promised me before you'd never hurt me, though. I just can't risk it again Dan. I can't risk that what you're saying now isn't just words. I'm sorry but this is my decision, you don't get to choose anymore and you don't get to beg. You don't get to try and win me back. This is the way it has to be. We were too perfect, just too perfect...That's how this hurts so much.'

'So that's it. Six years and that's it? Are we just...over? Just like that, Phil?'

'Yeah, I'm sorry. Maybe if we weren't so perfect we'd have been able to work past it. I don't know, but maybe we'd be better practiced at resolving our little fights, we'd know how to work past something, but we never had that, Dan. We were just too perfect. So when the very first time you fuck me over and it's this? I can't just take that laying down. You can't put six years worth of little heartaches all into one and then ask me not to break under the pressure.'

'Phil! Don't say it like that! It was one mistake!'

'I'm sorry I can't find a way to be okay with it Dan. It's not pretty, I know. And I know it's sudden but this is goodbye for me. It has to be.'

He picked up his bag, knees nearly buckling under the added weight, physical and emotional, but he could hold up as long as he turned towards the door, opening it slowly but pausing there in the open doorway. A brief moment of doubt but it was gone soon. Gone quickly, as fast as the time it takes to tear down an entire world more than half a decade in the making with just one bad judgement.

'Phil!'

The boy turned around in the doorway, meeting the brown gaze of his ex-lover.

'How do I know your goodbye isn't just words too?'

The question was answered silently with nothing more than one sad stare that a moment later was gone. Dan stood alone in the apartment; the sound of the door swinging shut forever echoing in his heart.