Never let a day pass

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
and
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.
Grade 11: 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 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. Senior year:
The day before matric dance
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
grade 7,
we made a
promise that if neither of us
had
dates, we would
go together just as "best
friends".
So we did. Matric dance 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. I want her to be mine,
but
she isn'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, 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
graduation dress 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.
A Few Years Later: Now Im
sitting
in a church. That girl 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, 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...
May this be a lesson to all of us.
If
you love
someone, don't let a day, a
week,
months or a year pass by to tell
him/her that you love him/
her.!
Agree??????