Sometimes the one who you love turns out to be the one who hurts you the most, and sometimes the friend who takes you into his arms and cries when you cry, turns out to be the love you never knew you wanted...
- 10th grade: As I sat in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so-called 'bestfriend'. 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 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 just too shy and I don't know why.
- 11th grade: The phone rang, on the other end, it was her. 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, and said,"thanks" and gave 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 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 going to go well, I don't have a date and in 7th grade, we made a promise that neither of us had dates, we would go just as bestfriends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front doorstep. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, she doesn't think about 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 wanted 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, 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 want her to be mine, but she doesn't notice me like that and I know it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in smock and hat and cried as I hugged her. She lifted her head from my shoulder and said,"you're my bestfriend, 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 just too shy and I don't know why.
- A few years later: Now I sat in the pews of the church. That girl was getting married now. I watched her said "I do" and drove off to her new life, married to another man. I want her to be mine! But she doesn't notice me like that and I know it. But before she drove away, she said,"you came!". She said,"thanks" and kissed me 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 just too shy and late and I don't know why.
- Funeral: Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'bestfriend'. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read,"I stared at him, wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that and I know it. I wanted 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 could tell me that he loves me". I wish I did too... I thought to myself, and cried,"I LOVE YOU!".
P/S: not my original story, I got it from a friend of mine who happened to get it from the internet. (:
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