Friday, August 19, 2016

Touching Love Story 'll make you cry' Don't be shy, move forward, speak the word.

Is the title of today's Inspirational message.


If you love someone, tell them, Don’t let
your heart be broken by words left
unspoken.

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. I handed
them to her.
She 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.

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 home.
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:-

One fine day she walked to my locker. “My
date is sick” she said, ”hes not gonna 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. That 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.
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:-

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.
Marriage:-

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl
is getting married now. 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.
Death:-
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.

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