| I'm sure at some time
or another we've all gone through something like this
or heard this happen to someone. Well here's a reminder
to never put off telling someone how much you care.
Whether its love or just pure friendship, let them
know you're there for them. The truth always profits
in the end!
10th Grade...
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. 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 her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about
how her love had broken 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 don't know why.
Senior Year...
The day before prom 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. Prom night, after everything
was over, I was standing at her front door step. I
stared at her as 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 don't 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 I could blink, it was 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. 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 don't
want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too
shy, and I don't know why.
Life...
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 favour; tell her
or him you love them. They won't be there forever. |
