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 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 Icould blink, it was

graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated likean angle 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 myshoulder 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

dont want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and

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 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 dont 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 favor, tell her/him you love them. they won't be there forever.