Why can't you just say it?

Damn your infernal pride!

Damn your sense of obligation, your need to "be the bigger person."

You know what? Damn you!

Who said I needed you, anyway?

Who said that I absolutely had to have you in my life?

Who said that you could come back after all this time,

Just to torment me again? To throw my own words back in my face?

Who said that you could just waltz in, as though you actually had power over me?

Who said?

It's not fair...

Ah, yes. Those words... Those words that will forever haunt my memories.

Those words that always bring a smirk around your lips...

Your lips...

Those perfect, enticing, silky lips...

No! Stop it! I won't be drawn in again!

Not this time...

I've already done what you've asked.

I've already bested you... You know that.

Then why, for heaven's sake why, do you come back here?

What more have I to do?

What more have I to lose?

Oh, why won't you just say it?

Say it and free me forever from this torment to which you, yourself, have banished me.

Just say it, Sarah.


I love you
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