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Notes: written as a challenge reply for the litafics community on LJ. Though really it can be about anyone you'd like.

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When he had first met her, he'd told her that she was pretty and she'd blushed and told him thank you in a quiet voice.. But, that couldn't have been farther from the truth because she wasn't just pretty in his eyes … she was gorgeous.

After they'd gotten together, he'd told her that he loved her and she had been speechless. But, at that time, he didn't love her yet but he was close enough that he felt it wasn't a total lie.

When they broke up, he'd told her that he would forget about her the very next day. But, he still hadn't forgotten about her and he couldn't forget about her. He couldn't forget the way she felt around him, couldn't forget the way her nails dug into his skin, couldn't forget how she moved against him.. couldn't forget how she loved him in every sense of the word.

After a little while, he'd told her that he didn't care that she had found someone else. But he did and it had taken nearly all of his self control when he found out who she was dating.

When he'd received the invitation for their wedding, he'd told her that he would dance with her at the reception if she allowed it. But that was only after she'd gotten over the shock that he would actually attend and they'd made a deal- if he really attended and stayed for the ceremony, she would dance with him once at the reception.

"You told me that you'd never get married." A hint of something in his eyes as he gazed down upon her ethereal form. She'd looked like an angel as she'd entered the church and he'd told her so as soon as he had the chance.

"I never said that," her hands were light against his body, almost as if she was afraid to touch him. "I just said I'd never get married to you."

He laughed bitterly, "but I never asked you."

She smiled sadly, "exactly. And you never had to because I already knew what my answer would be."

Their awkward moment was made more so, when silence fell between them. A dance shared by two people who had once been and now would never be... because even as she danced with him, knowing that he was watching her like he used to … she was elsewhere.