| Rekha |
Posted
on 22-Jan-03 10:02 PM
I got this through my e-mail I just think it's based on reality, Read it and let me know coz I can relate to this story a lot.......
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 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.
>
>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 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 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 neither of us had dates, we
>would go together
>just as "best friends". So we did. Prom 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 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.
>
>A Few Years Later
>
>Now I sit in the pews of the 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.
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>"Who am I? You sure you wanna know? If somebody told you I was just
>your average ordinary guy, not a care in the world... somebody
>lied."
>- Peter Parker
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