Saturday, September 12, 2009

Sad.

 




10th Grade:-
As I sat there in English class,
I stared at the boy next to me.
He was my so called 'best friend'.
I stared at his round eyes and lips,
And wished he was mine.
But he didn't notice me like that,
And I knew it.
After class,
He walked up to me and asked me for
The notes he had missed the day before.
I handed them to him.He said 'thanks'
And gave me a kiss on the cheek.
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.

11th grade:-
The phone rang. On the other end,
It was him. He was crashed,
Mumbling on and on about how
His love had broke his heart.
He asked me to come over
Because he didn't want to be alone, So I did.
As I sat next to him on the sofa, I stared at him
Soft eyes, wishing he was mine.
After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie,
And three bags of chips,
He decided to go home.
He looked at me, said 'thanks'
And gave me a kiss
On the cheek..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.

Senior year:-
One fine day he walked to my locker.
'My date is sick' he said,
'she's 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 stared at him as he smiled at me
And stared at me with his crystal eyes.
Then he said- 'I had the best time, thanks!'
And gave me a kiss on the cheek.
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.

Graduation:-
A day passed, then a week, then a month.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched his perfect body
Floated like an angel
Up on stage to get his diploma.
I wanted him to be mine-but
He didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
Before everyone went home,
He came to me in his smock and hat,
And cried as I hugged him.
Then he lifted his head from my shoulder
And said- 'you're my best friend,
Thanks''s and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
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.

Marriage:-
Now I sit in the pews of the church.
That man is getting married now.
And drive off to his new life,
Married to another woman.
I wanted him to be mine,
But he didn't see me like that,
And I knew it.
But before she drove away,
He came to me and said 'you came !'.
He said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek.
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.

DEATH:-
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin
Of a boy who used to be my 'best friend'.
At the service, they read a note entry
He had wrote in his high school years
This is what it read:
'I stare at her wishing she was mine,
But she doesn't notice me like that
And I know it.
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.
I wish she would tell me, she loved me !
..........'I wish I did too...'




I thought to my self, and I cried.

1 comment:

addicted said...

:| So sad :( but i love it!!!