Read This...It has gotta to be one of the saddest things I have read 
7th grade
Stared at the guy next to me.
He was my so called "best friend".
I stared at his short, silky hair, and wished he was mine.
But he didnt notice me like that, I knew it.
After class he walked up to me and asked me for the notes he had missed the day before and
handed them to him.
He said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanna tell him, I want him to know that I don`t wanna Be just friends, I love him but I`m just too shy, and I don`t 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 his heart.
He asked me to come over because He didn't want to be alone, so I did.
As I sat next to him on the sofa, I stared at his soft eyes, wishing he was mine.
After 2 hours, a drew barrymore movie, & 3 bags of chips, he decided to go to sleep.
He looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanna tell him, I want him to know that I don`t wanna be just friends, I love him but
I'm just too shy, and i ask why
Senior Year
The day before prom he walked to my locker. "My date is Sick" he said; she's not gonna
go.
Well I didnt have a dAte and in 7th qrade we made a promise that if neither of us had dates we would go together just as "best friends".
So we did.
Prom niqht
After everything was over I was standing, at his front door step.
I stared at him, he smiled at me I want him to be mine, but he doesn`t think of me like that and I kno it.
Then he said "I Had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanna tell him, I want him to kno 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 anqel up on stage to qet his diploma.
I wanted him to be mine, but he didnt notice me like that, and I knew it.
Before everyone went home, he came to me in his smock and hat, and cried as I hugged him.
Then he lifted his head from my shoulder and said, you`re my best friend, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the Cheek.
I wanna tell him, I want him to know that I don`t wanna be just friends, I love him 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 guy is gettinq married now.
I watched him say "i do" and drive off to his new life, married to another woman.
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 n said you came!" he said. "thanks!" and kissed me
on the cheek.
I wanna tell him, I want him to know that i dont wanna be just friends, I love him but I`m just too shy, and i don`t know why.
Years passed,
I looked down at the coffin of a guy who used to be my "best friend".
At the service they read a journal entry he had wrote in his high school years.
This is what it read:
I stare at her wishing she was mine, but she doesn`t notice me like that, and I know it. I wanna tell her, i want her to kno that I don`t wanna be just friends, I love her but I'm
just too shy, and I don`t know why.
I wish she would tell me she loved me...
I wish I did too.
I thought to myself, and I cried
Dont u wish they would love u and not hesitate to tell u... that forward made me sad.
