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we could never say

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Published: Jun 10, 2010

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_{'-one year.'
'strange how things change.'
'i didn't know you a year ago.'
'you'll still know me in a year. promise you'll remember me, us-'
'gone. two words.'
'it still hurts.'
'i can't.'
'i thought we had it all.'
'we were perfect.'
'yeah.'
'what happened-'
'-no.'
'no.'
'do you ever think it could've been different, better?'
'not better. we were already there.'
'at our peak.'
'yeah.'
'i still think about us.'
'i know.'
'you do-?'
'i dream about it too; and you're always there staring back at me when i close my eyes.'
'you're my last thought when my breathing slows and my heart carelessly springs with the mattress.'
'it's how you got hurt last time. you were careless, reckless-'
'naive, ignorant; loving without preparation and leaving the experiment to fester in it's own corruption.. i was just, selfish. i was thinking of me, and not.. not-'
'us.'
'us.'
'i said you'd never learn.'
'you said i would never listen.'
'i was part right. i loved your stupid flaws, your mindless quirks and cyclic spontaneity, the way your hair never sat right and darkened your eyes to pools of green-black moss. your smile. god, that smile, i swear it stopped the strings of my heart being pulled.'
'your letters.'
'i'd keep copies, try and mimic your beautiful smile in my mind as i knew you'd be reading-'
'i'd trace your writing and imagine your fingers gently sweeping the page with scent, then across your neck.'
'it'd pulse and i'd imagine it was your soft fingers pressing against mine. i kept holding until i'd reddened the skin, puncturing cells to feed my need for you.'
'i was so reliant upon you.'
'too reliant. now i just feel fingernails embedded within my skin, they keep pricking when a thought of you drops into the puddle of my heart-'
'i've tried my hardest to forget everything, but when the pages ignite they smell just like you.'
'i never stopped needing you.'
'when i kiss her i think of you-'
'-when i see you together i pretend i'm her.'
'i. i never wanted it to be this way. i, god, i never even told you, how much i fucking-'
'love me. you never had to say. i held the paper to the light and the perfume scarred the paper with your hidden messages-'
'and i never said it to your face.'
'i knew in your heart, and that meant more than any words ever could.'
'i love you-'}

_{full title: words we could never say.

because sometimes we just need a happy ending.

~is the narrative understood without any prior details about the characters?}