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♥7th Grade♥
I stared at the boy next to me. He was my so called "best friend". I stared at him. His strong muscular body. And I wished he was mine. But he didn't notice me like that. And I knew it. After class he walked up to me and asked me for the notes he had missed the day before. And I handed them to him. He said "Thanks". And gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell him. I wanted him to know that I don't want to be "just friends". I love him but I'm too shy to tell him. And I don't know why.


It's Junior Year
My phone rang. On the other end it was him. He sounded drunk and he was in tears. Mumbling on and on about how his love had broken 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 beautiful face. Wishing he was mine. After 2 hours. A Drew Barrymore movie. And 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 wanted to tell him. I want him to know. That I don't want to be "just friends" I love him but I'm too shy to tell him. And I don't know why.


It's Senior Year
The day before prom. He walked to my locker. "My date is sick" he said..."She'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'd go together just as "best friends". And so we did.


It's Prom Night
After everything was over with. We were standing at my front door step. I stared at him ... He smiled at me. And I wanted him to be mine. But he doesn't think of me like that. And I know it. Then he said "I had the best time. Thanks!". And he gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell him. I wanted 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.


It's Graduation Day
A day passed. And then a week. And then a month. Before I could blink It was graduation day. I watched him. That perfect body. Floated like an angel up on stage to get his diploma. I wanted him to be mine. But he doesn't think of me that way. And I know it. Before everyone went home. He came to me in his smock and hat. And I cried as he hugged me. Then I lifted my head from his shoulders and he said "You're my best friend"...."Thanks!". And gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell him. I wanted him to know that I wanted to be more than "just friends". I love him but I'm too shy. And I don't know why.


It's A Few Years Later
We hadn't talked in awhile but I got the invitation in the mail. Now I sit in the pews of the church. A church that he is getting married in now.I watched him say "I do" an drive off to his new life. Married to another woman. And 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 and said "You came! Thanks!". And he kissed me on the cheek. I wanted to tell him. I wanted him to know that I didn't want to be "just friends". That I love him but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why.

Years Later I looked down at the coffin of a boy 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 said: "I stare at her. Wishing she was mine. But she doesn't notice me like that. And I know it. I wanted to tell her. I wanted 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. I wish she would tell me she loved me".......I wish I did too. I thought to myself and I cried



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