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 I 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 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 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 myself, and I cried. I love u I love u I love u I love u
Never be afraid to tell someone how much u love and appreciate them, because when you finally pluck up the courage, it might be too late.
Hello Sweetie Wow sweet story, and thankyou for sharing it . I have always let my loved one know I love them and appreciate them, we never know when life could be over and lose our chance. Same with our children and family, mine got to hear it often from me. Great thread.
mylifewithu: Hello Sweetie Wow sweet story, and thankyou for sharing it . I have always let my loved one know I love them and appreciate them, we never know when life could be over and lose our chance. Same with our children and family, mine got to hear it often from me. Great thread.
Yep me too...because we never know when it will be too late...life's strange that way...
One learns by various ways to keep one's mouth shut especially when it comes to Love; if you do learn to keep your shut, then it always ends up as too late for everyone. Not only is there not enough Love in this world, there isn't enough people saying they do love someone, despite the pain of being usually rejected...
Hugz_n_Kissez: Never be afraid to tell someone how much u love and appreciate them, because when you finally pluck up the courage, it might be too late.
Hugz_n_Kissez: Good...maybe the timing is now...because like the story shows...when we keep putting it off...sometimes it's too late!!!!
I have to be careful with this one, or I can ruin the friendship. His ex-gf rode his heart rough-shod, and he keeps saying, "I don't date, I just hang out with friends"...and he's serious right now.
Another of his ex-gf's, and mother of 2 of his sons, asked him why he isn't dating me...his answer was "I have very few true friends, and my history with dating sucks...I don't want to lose one of the few true friends I have".
I find my feelings for him growing every day...and I think his are there, too, if the one conversation when he had a few too many drinks are anything to go by (told me he loved me like a gf, and called me "Boo").
He's scared to death. OH, and it doesn't help that the ex-gf that rode him so rough is exactly one year younger than me. We went out with a couple of other friends of ours on my b-day as much to keep him from getting depressed as it was for me.
druidess6308: I have to be careful with this one, or I can ruin the friendship. His ex-gf rode his heart rough-shod, and he keeps saying, "I don't date, I just hang out with friends"...and he's serious right now.
Another of his ex-gf's, and mother of 2 of his sons, asked him why he isn't dating me...his answer was "I have very few true friends, and my history with dating sucks...I don't want to lose one of the few true friends I have".
I find my feelings for him growing every day...and I think his are there, too, if the one conversation when he had a few too many drinks are anything to go by (told me he loved me like a gf, and called me "Boo").
He's scared to death. OH, and it doesn't help that the ex-gf that rode him so rough is exactly one year younger than me. We went out with a couple of other friends of ours on my b-day as much to keep him from getting depressed as it was for me.
Well that's almost the same as the story...just don't leave it until it's too late cause chances are he feels the same...
Hugz_n_Kissez: Yep me too...because we never know when it will be too late...life's strange that way...
I can say from my heart and from my experience - we really dont ever know about that 'when its too late stuff' - for Shell and Haydn, I hope its not too late darlings.............
hollandgirlSomewhere in Canada. B.C., British Columbia Canada4,464 posts
Hugz_n_Kissez: Think about these things.... 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 I 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 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 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 myself, and I cried. I love u I love u I love u I love u
Never be afraid to tell someone how much u love and appreciate them, because when you finally pluck up the courage, it might be too late.
-Unknown-
Oh that is a tearjerker too! And yes you are soo right we should tell someone when we feel that way
Well when I get sick...I often wonder if it could be my last day...and I am feeling in a really odd mood today...I have asthma and every cold I get...is never just a cold anymore it's either bronchitis or pnemonia and they get worse and worse each time....I did almost die once when I had bronchitis and ran out of my puffer...I had a really bad asthma attack...and I also almost died once from pnemonia...a friend of my dads also died fairly young from an asthma attack....so when I am sick I ponder these things...and have I done enough and shown and told people I love them enough if today should be my last day!!!!!
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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 I 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 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 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 myself, and I cried.
I love u
I love u
I love u
I love u
Never be afraid to tell someone how much u love and appreciate them, because when you finally pluck up the courage, it might be too late.
-Unknown-