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Join Date: Aug 2001
Location: India
Posts: 282
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My Story..............
My Story...............
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 for the
notes she had missed
the day before. 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 dont want to be
just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I
dont know why.
11th grade
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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 to
sleep.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 friends, I
love her but I'm just too shy, and I dont know why.
Senior year
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The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date
is sick" she said,"hes
not gonna go" well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th
grade,we made a promise
that if either of us had dates, we would go
together-just as 'best friends'.
So we did.Prom night, after everything was over, I was
standing at her front
door step.I stared at her as she she smiled at me and
stared at me with her
crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn't
think of me like that,
and I know it. 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 dont want
to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before Icould
blink, it was
graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated
like an angle 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
dont want to be just
friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't
know why. Now I sit in
the pews of the church. That girl is getting married
That girl is getting
married now. I watched her say 'i do' 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 to tell her, I
want her to know that I dont want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm
just too shy, and I don't know why.
Years passed, 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! 'I wish
I did too...'
I thought to my self, and i cried.
Do yourself a favor, tell her/him you love them. They
won't be there
forever.
A message from by Heart.
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