The Stories
Saturday, September 04, 2004
>>true love never dies ... <
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.
>>I Love U
>>I Love U
>>I Love U
>>I Love U
>>I Love U
>>I Love U
>>I Love U
>>I Love U
>>I Love U
>>I Love U..."
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