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Tuesday, May 10, 2016

I WISH

“A touching love story that ‘ll make u cry”
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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