Random Share : A Very Sad Love Story

This is not my own work. Credits to the owner of this story.

Gusto ko lang ishare ang kauna-unahan at pinakanakakaiyak na story na nabasa ko during my high school year. Tinago ko pa talaga itong story na ito dahil sobrang ganda at touching talaga. And until now kapag binabasa ko ito..napapaiyak pa din ako.

Here it is…

A Very Sad Love 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 the notes she had missed the day before

I handed them to her

She said “Thanks” and gave me a kissed on the cheek.

I want to tell her,

I want her to know,

That I don’t want us to be just friends

I love her but I’m just too shy

And I don’t know why.

11^th grade, the phone rang, on the other end it was her

She was in tears, mumbling on and on about 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 chip

She decided to go to sleep.

She looked at me and 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 us to be just friends

I love her but I’m just too shy

And I don’t know why.

Senior year, the day before Prom, she walked to my locker

“My date is sick” she said, “He’s not gonna go”

Well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7^th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had no 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 smile 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 don’t want us to be just friends

I love her but I’m just too shy

And I don’t know why.

A day passed, the a week, 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 at 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 us 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 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 away,

She came to me and said, “You come”

She said “Thanks!” and kissed me on the cheek.

I want to tell her,

I want her to know,

That I don’t want us 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 I 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 us to be just friend,

I love him, but I’m just too shy

And I don’t know why.

I wish he would tell me he love me!”

“I wish I did it too…” I thought to myself and cried.