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I've decided to try something new. This piece is composed entirely of dialogue.

Submitted: January 04, 2012

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Submitted: January 04, 2012



“I can’t”


“I can’t!”

“You just don’t want to. There’s a difference.”

“You have no idea what you’re asking.”

“I know exactly what I’m asking, but you won’t give me a straight answer. Why?”

“Look, I gave you my answer-“

“No. You pussy-footed around an answer, but now I want something definitive.”

“Fine. No.”

“Now tell me why.”

“You’re only going to get hurt if you keep asking me these things, Charlie.”

“Spare me your well-wishes.”

“Fine! I don’t want to. I don’t.”

“That’s it? Four years and you just, don’t want to?”

“I told you you’d be hurt.”

“I’m not hurt. Just confused. Did I miss something?”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, a little sign somewhere along the line that said ‘Woah, don’t go there.’”


“I’m serious, because I thought you wanted this.”

“Well, I don’t…Can we just forget and carry on as we were?”

“No. No we can’t. I can’t. Not knowing that this is it for you.”

“What else do you want from me?”

“You know what I want. And I can’t have it. Moot point.”

“You’re so stubborn.”

“Is that why?”

“I’m not having this conversation.”

“We’re already having this conversation.”

“Then I’m ending it.”

“You can’t just end it. You’ve already ‘just ended’ enough things today.”

“That’s unfair. It doesn’t have to end.”

“You’ve made me not want it to continue.”

“So you’re ending it. Not me.”

“Don’t. Don’t turn this around like I’m the demon. You’ve left me in the dirt.”

“Sorry to have lacerated yourego.

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”

“How do I know what you meant?”

“Why did you say no? And don’t spoon-feed me the ‘Don’t want’”

“It’s my choice.”

“Never said it wasn’t. But I want you to make the right one.”

“By ‘The right one’ I assume you mean the one that you want to hear.”

“That’s one alternative. Or the one I hoped to god I wouldn’t hear, with a valid reason.”

“How is what I want not valid?”

“You’ve wanted it for four years.”

“I never, ever said that this is what I wanted, Charlie.”

“You never said it wasn’t.”

“We never even considered it.”

Younever considered it. I’ve been considering it for three point five years.”

“You could have said something.”

“And save us having this lovely chat?”

“You’re unbelievable.”

“Not enough, though, is it?”

“Maybe I should just go.”

“I there someone else?”

“Never. There was never, ever anyone else. Not for me.”

“But you won’t-“

“I don’t want to, Charlie. It’s not what I want. It’s not what I expected and if you aren’t okay with that, then I’m not okay with this.”

“So it’s done. Over and out?”

“I want to just be like we were before this.”

“I don’t want to. And isn’t what I want valid?”

“Then it’s over. We’re over. You don’t want me as I am, then what else can I be?”

“I want you to be happy. Be happy, with me.”

“You’re determined to make it one or the other.”

“Stop making this my fault.”

“Well, it’s certainly not mine.”

“Nobody’s at fault here, okay?”

“What are we doing, Charlie? Bickering like schoolkids.”

“Maybe it is my fault.”


“So what do we do now?”

“We leave. We go home in separate cars. I’ll pack my things and I’ll leave.”

“That doesn’t sound like what I want.”

“You don’t even know what you want.”

“I want your answer to change. And for you to remember how perfect things have been.”

“I never forgot. But my answer isn’t changing.”

“So why are you crying?”

“Because you act so cocky now, but you’re going to hurt later.”

“And you won’t be there to fix it up. Right.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Save it, please, just save it.”

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