Standing at the third story window looking out at the gala scene on the front lawn, the solitary figure gazed longingly at the one person in the world they would die for.

~You look beyond fabulous in your wedding clothes, so relaxed and happy. I’ve never seen such a joyous look on your face.~

The figure in the window was glad to see smiles and laughter once again on the face of their love.

Happy music wafted up from the six-piece band. Guests, family members, and those who had become family over the years milled around, danced, and stopped to give the happy couple their best wishes.

In the shadows of the heavy velvet curtains, the figure watched intently.

~ It’s wonderful to see you laughing and enjoying your special day. Your happiness is all that matters, I hope you know that.~

That the figure was standing alone, away, apart from the festivities was inconsequential.

~Oh, gods how I wish it was me there with you. Sitting next to you, my love, at the head table, basking in your warmth and affection, receiving the warm wishes of our family and friends. But it’s my own fault, I know that.~

When it had come right down to it, it had been impossible to speak. Plain as that.

~Gods how I wanted to say something, *anything*. Whatever I’d wanted to say, just got caught; stuck in my throat. It screamed from the very depths of my soul, dammit! IT wanted to get out!! How did my body become so unwilling? What happened? How did my mind become such a muddled mess??~

And this was how it had ended. The complete and total destruction of what was once a wonderful friendship. A friendship that transcended anything ever imagined or hoped for by mere mortals or mutants.

Looking down upon the festivities once again, the internal dialogue continued.

~You were always the one! Oh gods, if only I’d have said it, then…~

"I love you, ---."

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The Words I Couldn't Say
Rascal Flatts
Album- Me & My Gang

In a book, in a box, in the closet,
In a line in a song I once heard.
In a moment on a front porch late one June,
In a breath inside a whisper beneath the moon.

There it was at the tip of my fingers,
There it was on the tip of my tongue.
There you were and I had never been that far,
There it was the whole world wrapped inside my arms;

And I let it all slip away…

What do I do now that you're gone?
No backup plan, no second chance
and no one else to blame.
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say.

There's a rain that`ll never stop fallin',
There's a wall that I've tried to take down.
What I should've said just wouldn't pass my lips,
So I held back and now we've come to this.

And it's too late now!

What do I do now that you're gone?
No backup plan, no second chance,
and no one else to blame.
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say

Are the words I couldn't say

I should have found a way to tell you how I felt,
Now the only one I'm tellin' is myself.

What do I do now that you're gone?
No backup plan, no second chance,
and no one else to blame.
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say

What do I do? What do I say?
And no one else to blame.
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say.