A short story ...
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the guy next to me. He
was my so called "best friend". I stared at his dark, messy hair, 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 and i handed them to him. He said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted 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 in tears, mumbling on and on about how his homies had left him. He asked me to come over because he didn't feel like being alone, so I did. As I sat next to him on the sofa, I stared at his beautiful, brown eyes, wishing he was mine. After 2 hours, one basketball movie, and three bags of chips, he decided to go to sleep. 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
The day before prom he walked to my locker. "My date is sick" he said; she's not going to 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, we were standing at my front door step! I stared at him as he smiled at me and stared at me with his crystal eyes. I want him to be mine, but he isn't thinking of me like that, and I know it. 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 Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as 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 I cried as I hugged him. Then he lifted my head from his shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, 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.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That guy is getting married now. I watched him say "I do" 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 he 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.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a guy who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a letter that he had wrote during 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.
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the guy next to me. He
was my so called "best friend". I stared at his dark, messy hair, 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 and i handed them to him. He said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted 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 in tears, mumbling on and on about how his homies had left him. He asked me to come over because he didn't feel like being alone, so I did. As I sat next to him on the sofa, I stared at his beautiful, brown eyes, wishing he was mine. After 2 hours, one basketball movie, and three bags of chips, he decided to go to sleep. 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
The day before prom he walked to my locker. "My date is sick" he said; she's not going to 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, we were standing at my front door step! I stared at him as he smiled at me and stared at me with his crystal eyes. I want him to be mine, but he isn't thinking of me like that, and I know it. 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 Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as 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 I cried as I hugged him. Then he lifted my head from his shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, 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.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That guy is getting married now. I watched him say "I do" 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 he 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.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a guy who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a letter that he had wrote during 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.
20 comments:
I love it..we always fear rejection,facing rejection is painful and shortlived but its more painful and longer when you realised you never knew the answer to his or her feelings.
Nikki :3
yea.. felt i had to share this story ...
U know? In Alcheamist is said that Fear of loosing love is even worse than actually loosin it... The same way its governed for the fear of bein rejected... I'd no idea that you are so deep inside... AMASING!!!
thanx Saurabh ... this was what was on my mind.. and so penned it down.. maybe after reading this story, a lot of people would get encouraged to let their loved ones know how much they love them..
Awesome shabz nice response too :D
I love the way u presented ur thoughts awesome!
thank you... and i am looking forward to your views and take on what i write too.. so keep that coming
wow..!!!! yaar n shit..!!! at d same time..:(((( its realii baad..dats y ppl say neva delay in tellin sum1 d way u feel u neva knw..!!!!
zyada se zyada kya hoga...v'll die as v cant live widout them..or v think v'll die..!! time is alwayzz d best healer..!!!
ASH
bloody hell...n i m srry for the swear bt a really good story...showing us never to waste tym when v hv it or v'll b regretting it frever :/
''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.''
very realistic post.. but why happiness always comes in the end only along with tears..??
ujjval have you been given any clues by her that she likes you too? dont mistaken her being frnds with you to she liking you... look our for clues and take it from there
I gt ur point shabana.. but frankly speaking NO clue from the other side... n there is always a fear of losing that person even as a friend also...!!
if there is no clue, then i am assuming that she is just your friend... because generally if a girl likes a guy she generally drops hints for the guy to pick up...
but still lets see it this way that if u told her about your feelings even once, at least you wouldn't feel that you dint let her know how u felt for her... and maybe after you have told her she might think of you being a nice guy and think of taking it a little more from being friends... people have become mature these days, it hardly ever happens that if u propose to a girl she would never speak to you again if she dint think of you 'that way' ..
...you are right may be shez just a frnd or may be i am not getting her clues.. or......!!
I believe that its better to be in touch with her as a frnd only by not expressing my feelings rather den losing her permanently evn as a frnd aftr expressin..!!!!
Ujjval as the story says, that both the guy and girl had liked each other but never expressed themselves.. dont let that happen to your love story... gather your courage and let her know, if she doesn't reciprocate your feelings its still ok, i am sure she wouldn't stop being your friend, make her understand that you liking her is your choice and its ok if she doesn't reciprocate, some girls are just scared because they think that if they remain friends with the guy, he could take it otherwise and think that maybe he still has a chance to woo her.
make her understand that what ever her answer, you would always remain 'friends'
Thanks a lot shabana..:) n i soo wish the same..but dun know how to do the same..n dun even have dat much courage also.. FEAR OF REJECTION is wat i have in dis situation..!!
HELP ME.. HELP ME.. HELP ME..!!
Fear of rejection is painful..
but think of it this way, that somewhere you would always remember that you never told the girl you liked her, and never found out the answer to her feelings...
Knowing you were rejected is short lived and you can move on but not knowing what she felt about you would always remain a question in your mind for long.
yes i agree with ur point and i also want to express the same to her because aftr reading this story i dun want to run the same story in real life..lets see how n when will dis happen...!
Thats the spirit! Best of luck :-)
thanks a ton yaa.. i desperately need a GOOD LUCK..:)
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