Nights were merely made for saying things we can't say tomorrow day

In which one person building walls and the other wanting to knock them down makes distance grow endlessly. "'Are you still sad, Dan' Phil would ask in between kisses, without once touching on being condescending. Breathing into his ear, 'still sad now' and 'how about now' and he'd keep on asking until it became ridiculous and they'd fall apart laughing in each other's mouths."