It was the distinct impression that made him realize that he had made the wrong decision, even after he had left without her. And the only thing he had now was the impressionable hold that lingered throughout when he was near her. The sweet touch of her skin as his hand softly caressed her body. And now he felt like that was the only thing he had left. The memories.

Even though the phone was always a few feet from him, the distance between him and Rory seemed quietly unaware of the silence that stood between them. Life had gotten the better and had slipped them just barely out of reach to where their relationship felt like it had crumbled, slowly.

Besides he was in New York, she in Connecticut—their lives separated, yet their past relationship connected. But despite trying to move on, bury himself in books and his writing, the minute he got close to someone that he could possibly spend his life with his thoughts couldn't stop him from thinking about Rory, because when everybody had been so distant towards him she had shined right on through like the northern star in the his dark blue sky.

And slowly he had learned more about what love really felt like, the things that he had lacked when he had been growing up. And how much he and Rory really had in common. What she saw in Luke when her own father figure had crumbled, and how much she loved and respected her own mother.

When he had asked her to come with him, she had that painful look in her eyes that almost tore him apart as he had pleaded with her to come. Her mother was just not something that she could leave behind either. His heart pounded for her to change her mind, guilt swelled in the back of his throat as he stood there. But she wasn't changing her mind.

The more he thought about it now, the more he wondered why he had left. Stars Hollow wasn't a bad place. In fact he would never admit but it been one of the best places that he had ever lived. True, it was slightly on the weird level, with the fact he felt more freedom separating his past from the future. Bonus. He had her, and now he would never find someone that could teach him what she had.