this is a GUY TALKING...
IT'S 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 neiter 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 telll 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 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 wantd 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...