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Rachel saw.

She saw.

She s a w.

Shesaw them—Finn—Quinn—

They were…

She can't bring herself to say it out loud.

Because if she does,

Then it r e a l l y h a p p e n e d.

She doesn't want that.

So she'll smile.

Smile through the tears.

Joke.

About things that aren't funny.

Lie.

That she's okay, that she needed c l o s u r e.

She doesn't. Not really.

Rachel knows.

She knows. She knows.

She knows. She knows.

She knows. She knows.

She knows. She knows.

She knows. She knows.

She knows.

k i s s

But sometimes, she wishes she could forget.

A/N: Reviews are love! Please let me know if there are any pairings you want to see me write, or any styles you want me to try, or any fics you'd recommend or would like me to read and review. :D

Okay, I know this is a big happy face. I know that this is a serious story, and that big happy faces have no place here.

But they're just so cute! :D