A Heart touching love story that 'll make u cry..

"A touching love story that 'll make u
cry"
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.