Title: "Lost Love"

Author: Unknown

Warning: This is a very sad story...

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 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.

Seinor year

The day before prom 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.

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

doesn'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 dont want to be

just friends, I love her but

I'm just too shy, and I

don't know why.

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 dont want to be

just friends, I love her but

I'm just too shy, and I

don't know why.

Now I sit in the pews of the church.

That girl is getting married.

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

gtaway, 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.

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.

= (

DO YOURSELF A FAVOUR, TELL

HER/HIM THAT YOU LOVE

THEM. EVEN IF YOU DON'T KNOW

HOW THEY'LL REACT

JUST LET THEM KNOW HOW YOU

'REALLY' FEEL ABOUT THEM.

THEY WONT BE THERE FOREVER.

The End.