12th GRADE:
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on
and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over
because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the
sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one
Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go home. She
looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell
her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just a friend, I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.
SENIOR YEAR:
One fine day she walked to my locker."My date is sick" she said,"he's not
gonna go." Well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise
that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends".
So we did that night, after everything was over. I was standing at her front
door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me with her crystal eyes. Then
she said "I had the best time, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I
want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.
GRADUATION:
A day passes, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink itwas
graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on
stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine but she didn't notice me
like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her
smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my
shoulder and said "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the
cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just
friends, I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.
MARRIGE:
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now and
drives off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine,
but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away,
she came to me and said "you came" she said "thanks" and kissed me on the
cheek. I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just
friends, I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.
DEATH:
Years passes, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best
friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high
school years. This is what it read:-
"I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!!!"
OOOOH MY GOD I wish I did too I thought to my self and I cried......
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