A story...

Got this from my pal,


this is a GUY TALKING...

ITS 7TH GRADE...


I stared at the girl next to me...She was my so called 'best friend'... I
stared at her... Long, silky hair... And I wished she was mine... But she
didn't notice me like that... I knew it... After class she walked up to me
and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before... And I handed
them to her... She said 'thanks'.... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I
wanted to tell her... I want her to know that I don't want to be 'just
friends'... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't know
why...



IT'S JUNIOR YEAR...


My 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... A Drew Barrymore movie... And 3 bags of chips... She decided to go
to sleep... She looked at me.. Said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the
cheek... I wanted to tell her... I want her to know... That I don't want to
be 'just friends'... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't
know why...

IT'S SENIOR YEAR...


The day before prom.... She walked to my locker... 'My date is sick' she
said... He's not going to go... Well... I didn't have a date and in 7th
grade... We made a promise that if neither of us had dates... We'd go
together just as 'best friends'... And so we did...




IT'S PROM NIGHT...


After everything was over with... I was standing at her front door step... I
stared at her ... She smiled at me... I wanted 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 she gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to
tell her... I wanted 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...
IT'S GRADUATION DAY...


A day passed... And then a week... And then a month... Before I could
blink... It was graduation day... I watched her... Perfect body.... Floated
like an angel up on stage to get her diploma... I wanted her to be mine...
But she doesn't think of me that way... And I know 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 shoulders and said 'you're my best
friend'... 'Thanks!'... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell
her.. I wanted her to know that I wanted to be more than 'just friends'... I
love her but I'm too shy... And I don't know why...

IT'S A FEW YEARS LATER....


Now I sit in the pews of the church.... A church that she is getting married
in now... I watched her say 'I do' an 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!... Thanks!'.... And she kissed me on the cheek... I wanted to
tell her... I wanted her to know that I didn't 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 said... 'I stare at him... Wishing he was mine...
But he doesn't notice me like that.... And I know it... I wanted to tell
him... I wanted 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 myself and I
cried....