"A WISH........ "

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 dont
want
to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I
dont 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 cheak. 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 dont know why.

Seinor year
The day before prom 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. Prom night, after everything was over, I was
standing
at her front door step. I stared at her as she she
smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want 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 gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell
her,
I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends, I love her but
I'm
just too shy, and I don't know why.

A day passed, then a week, then a month.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect
body
floated likean angle 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 myshoulder 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 dont want to be just friends, I love her but
I'm
just too shy, and I don't know why.

Now I sit in the pews of the church.
That girl is getting married. 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 gtaway, 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 dont 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 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. Do yourself a favor, tell her/him you love
them. they won't be there forever.
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