I Wanted Her To Be Mine

I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called 'best friend'. I stared at her. Long, silky hair. And I wished she was mine. But she didnt notice me like that. I knew it. After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. And I handed them to her. She said "thanks". I wanted to tell her. I want her to know that I dont want to be 'just friends'. I love her but Im too shy to tell her. And I dont know why

Junior Year

My phone rang. On the other end it was her. She was in tears. Mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart. She asked me to come over because she didnt want to be alone. So I did. As I sat next to her, I stared at her soft eyes. Wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, she said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know. That I dont want to be 'just friends'

Senior Year

The day before prom, she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said. He's not going to go. Well, I didnt have a date and back then we made a promise that if neiter of us had dates, we'd go together just as 'best friends' and so we did

Prom Night

After everything was over with, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her. She smiled at me. I wanted her to be mine. But she doesnt think of me like that. She said "I had the best time. Thanks!". For god sake, I dont want to be 'just friends'.

Graduation Day

A day passed. And then a week. And then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched her looking like an angel up on stage. I wanted her to be mine. 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 shoulders and said "You're my best friend. Thanks!". And once again she gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her. But I blew my chance

Few years later

Now I sit in the pews of the church. A church that she is getting married in now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life. Married to another man. I wanted her to be mine. Sadly it doesnt end that way. Before she drove away, she came to me and said "You came! Thanks!". Deep down Im crying, why wont she see me in the way I see her

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 said.

 "I stare at him. Wishing he was mine. But he doesnt notice me like that. And I know it. I wanted to tell him. I wanted him to know that I dont want to be 'just friends'. I love him but Im just too shy. And I dont know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me".

I wish I did too. I thought to myself and cried.
Rest in peace, my love