Im Too Shy ! Now Its Too Late !

10th grade
As I sat there in English class,
I stared at the Boy next to me.
he was my so called \'best friend\'.
I stared at his, silky hair,
and wished he was mine.
But he didn\'t notice me like that,
and I knew it.
After class,
he walked up to me and asked me for
the notes he had missed the day before.
I handed them to him.he said \'thanks\'
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
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.

11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end,
it was him. he was in tears,
mumbling on and on about how
his love had broke her heart.
he asked me to come over
because he didn\'t want to be alone, So I did.
As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at his
soft eyes, wishing he was mine.

After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie,
and three bags of chips,
he decided to go home.
he looked at me, said \'thanks\'
and gave me a kiss
on the cheek..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.

Senior year
One fine day he walked to my locker.
\"My date is sick\" he 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 his front door step.
I stared at him as he smiled at me
and stared at me with his crystal eyes.
Then he said- \"I had the best time, thanks!\"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
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.

Graduation day
A day passed, then a week, then a month.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as his perfect body
floated like an angel
up on stage to get his diploma.
I wanted him to be mine-but
he didn\'t notice me like that, and I knew it.
Before everyone went home,
he came to me in her smock and hat,
and cried as I hugged him.
Then he 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 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.

Marriage
Now I sit in the pews of the church.
That boy is getting married now.
and drive off to her new life,
married to another Girl.
I wanted him to be mine,
but he didn\'t see me like that,
and I knew it.
But before he drove away,
he came to me and said \'you came !\'.
he said \'thanks\' and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell him,
I want her 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.

Death
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin
of a boy 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 her wishing she was mine,
but he doesn\'t notice me like that,
and I know it.
I want to tell her,
I want her 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