Sunday, August 29, 2010

Lines from a diary ............

       10th grade 

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 and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted 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.


11th grade 

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 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. 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. 


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 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 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 don't want to be just friends, I love her 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 her perfect body floated like an angel 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 my shoulder 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 I don't want to be just friends, I love her 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 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 don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.


Funeral

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....
 
                                                 
                                
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Friday, August 27, 2010

A letter to someone who left me but never did...

  
  The grass may wither, the sky may crack , but I’ll never forget you . I will  love you even after the end of the world and even after my life and even after eternity ……………….


I’ll be waiting for you on these very shores we used to play on , I’ll wait for you till the end  of time and even beyond ;  
I know you will come back for me , I know you will never forget me and I know you will be back to see the sun rising for us, on this shore………..


But, I may not be here when you cm back  but still, I’ll be waiting -- I know not where ……………


You came to me When all hope left me , when every person I called family abandoned me to die.....
 you where the only rope I had,- to cling on.... you were the only person who stood by me and gave me an encouraging smile every time I started seeing the light, the shine of improvement and you were also there beside me when the light started to dim and when the sun began to set…...


You blew life into me when I knew I was  losing it, you helped me up when I fell and you supported me even when my own blood deserted me..


Though we are not related by blood or by bread , you are my friend , the one who supported my being , the one who reminded  me that it is never the end , it is never a stop , but that life is an endless cycle which never comes between the love you have for me...…    


I know I’ll not be able to see you but I will always be with you…..


And when you come back you can be sure that I’m out there somewhere waiting for you...…


You will always be in my weak heart which is neither strong nor sure in its path !!!!!!!!!!