Logan

For too long, I've let this friendship provide a false sense of claim to that man. So finite that I watch from the porch for him to back away as he watches from the driver's seat for me to open the door.
That was just it, though. We always stand at this impasse. One too stubborn, the other entirely too chivalrous for his own good. Two pieces so dependent on the other to move, but we remain motionless.