>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 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 home. 
>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:- 
>One fine day 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 neither of us had dates, 
>we would go together just as 'best friends'. 
>So we did. 
>That 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. 
>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:- 
>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. 
> 
> > > 
>Marriage:- 
>Now I sit in the pews of the church. 
>That girl is getting married now. 
>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. 
> 
> > > 
>Death:- 
>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. 
> > > 
> > > 
> > > 
>This is what generally happens...........So don't 
>wait and say what 
>you 
> > > feel........ 
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