She had so many things she had wished to say.
But she did not know how else to say them.

The mind plays awful tricks on people, she realized.
And she felt a nasty stinging in her chest.

She knew very well how she had always felt.
And she knew all too well too that it had never changed.

There were so many things she had wished he knew.

But she did not know how else to say them.
She did not know if she ought to say them at all.