>>> >>>>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. I wished she were 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, and I handed them
>>>to
>>> >>>>her.
>>> >>>>She said "thanks" and 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. .
>>> >>>>11th Grade
>>> >>>>The phone rang. It was her on the other end. 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, a 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. . .
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>12th Grade
>>> >>>>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 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. 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.
>>> >>>>.
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>Graduation Day
>>> >>>>A day passed. A week passed. A month passed. 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 she 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. .
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>A Few Years Later
>>> >>>>Now, i sit in the pews
>>>of the church. She 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. .
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>Funeral
>>> >>>>Years passed, and I looked down at the coffin of the 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 were
>>> >>>>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 myself, and I cried.
>>> >>>>
>>> >>>>
