Sunday, March 16, 2008
Below is a mail i saw in my inbox and i find it quite interesting so i decided to post it up on my blog. It realli made me think through alot that night i read this mail...
RegretsAs i sat in English class,i stared at the girl next to me.She was so-called 'best friend'.I stared at her long,silky hair. I wished she was mine, but she didnt notice me like that.And i knew it.
After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she missed the day before, and i handled them to her. She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her. I wanted her to know that i dont want to be just friends. I love her, but i just too shy. And i dont know why.
11th Grade...
The phone rang. It was her on the other end. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love has broke her heart. She ask me to come over because she didnt 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, a Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to sleep. She looked at me, said 'thanks!', and gave 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 just too shy. And i dont know why...
12th Grade...
The day before prom she walked to my locker. 'My date is sick', she said. He's not going to go. Well i didnt 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 doorstep, i stared at her. She smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesnt think of me like that, and i know it. Then she said, 'i had the best time, thanks!', and gave me a kiss on her cheek, i want to tell her. i want to tell her.I want her to know that i dont want to be just friends, i love her, but i just too shy. And i dont know why...
Graduation Day...
A day passed. A week passed. A month passed. Before i could blink, it was gradutation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like a angel up on stage to get her diploma. I want her to be mine, but she doesnt think of me like that, and i know it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and she 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 dont want to be just friends, i love her, but i just too shy. And i dont know why...
A Few Years Later...
Now, i sit in the pews of the church. She is getting married, now. I watched her say, 'i do' and drive off to her new life, married to another man. 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 dont want to be just friends, i love her, but i just too shy. And i dont know why...
Funeral...
Years pass, and i looked down at the coffin of the girl who used to be my 'best friend'. At the service they read a diary entry she wrote in her high school years. This is what it says: i stare at him, wishing he was mine. but he didnt notice me like that, and i know it. I want to tell him. I want her to know that i dont want to be just friends, i love him, but i just too shy. And i dont know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me. I wished i did too. I thought to myself, and i cried...
i love you endlessly.
10:21 AM
Aaron