FOR THOSE WHO CAN'T SAY THEY LOVE...

FOR THOSE WHO CAN'T SAY THEY LOVE...

As I sat there in English class,I stared at the girl next to me.She was my so-called 'best friend'.I stared at her long, silky hair,and wished she was mine.But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class,she walked up to me and asked me forthe notes she had missed the day before.I handed them to her.She 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 friends,I love her but I'm just too shy,and I don't know why.

11th Grade

The phone rang. On the other end,it was she. She was in tears,mumbling on and on about how herlove had broke her heart.She asked me to come over becauseshe 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 Barry more movie,and three bags of chips, she decided to go home.She looked at me, said 'thanks' and gave me a kisson 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.

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 meand stared 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 knowthat 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 passed, then a week, then a month.Before I could blink, it was graduation day.I watched as her perfect body floated like an angelup on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine-butshe 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' andgave me a kiss on the cheek.I want to tell her, I want her to knowthat I don t want to be just friends,I love her but I'm just too shy,and I don't know why.

Marriage

Now I sit in the pews of the church.That girl is getting married now.and drive 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 her to know thatI don't want to be just friends,I love her but I'm just too shy,and I don't know why.

Death

Years passed, I looked down at the coffinof a girl who used to be my 'best friend'.At the service, they read a diary entryshe 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 thatI 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 !.........'I wish I did too...'I thought to my self, and I cried.* Do yourself a favour, tell her/him that you love.They won't be there...................Forever…!!!