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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The Love Story

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At Primary School:-
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'.
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.



At Secondary School:-
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 3 hours ...
one Lord Of The Ring movie
and three bags of chips,
she looked at me
and said 'thanks'.
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.



When in College year:-
One fine day she walked to me.
'My boyfriend dumped me' and
she adds,'Can you be my friend?’.
I didn't have a girlfriend,
and before leaving secondary school,
we made a promise that
if neither of us had boy/girlfriends,
we would go together just as 'best friends'.
So we did.
I stared at her as she smiled at me
and stared at me with her crystal eyes.
Then she said ...
'You are such a nice friend, thanks!
'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.



At 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 degree.
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 we cried together.
Then she said,
'You're my best friend, Thanks!’
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.



On the Marriage:-
Now I sit in her house.
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 I go away,
she came to me and said 'You came!'.
She said 'thanks'.
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.



When Death:-
Years passed ...
I looked down at the coffin
of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'.
Somebody passed her diary to me.
She had written it
when she was in form five.
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.


To Ponder: Do you treat you goals in life as how the guy in this story treats the girl? – Attend ‘Anda Dilahirkan Berjaya’ to avoid these circumstances.