>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.
>
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>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.
>
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>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.
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> > >
>This is what generally happens...........So don't
>wait and say what
>you
> > > feel........
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