How much you love..

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.
I wished she were 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 I handed them to her.
She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanted to tell her. I wanted 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.
It was her on the other end.
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, a 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.

12th Grade
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 apromise 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.
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 Iknow 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.
A week passed.
A month passed.
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 she 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.
She 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 andsaid, "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,
butI'm just too shy. And I don't know why...

Funeral
Years passed,
and I looked down at the coffin of thegirl
who used to be my best friend."
At the service they read a diary entry
she had wrote in her high schoolyears.
This is what it read:
I stare at him wishing he were mine.
But he doesn't notice me like that, and Iknow 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'mjust 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 myself, and I cried.

tell how much you love her/him,if you stil given the chance

wiNd

as the wind blows,
i dont care did you ever notice me,
because wind dont care how people thinks,
they live for theirself...
they drift in the way they like..

when the scenes of life came into my mind,
i smiled,
not because all the stupid stuff i did for you,
its only because i have no regret in my life.
i tried my best to hold your hand,
although you're not mine at the end of us,
but you will be always here,inside my memory..

i learned to live like wind,
i feel no sadness nor happiness,
because i realize,freedom is my true color..

isnt me..

held your hand,is what i want to do,but u never give me your hand..
a kiss,is what i want from you,but u never give me one..
your arms,is where i want to rest,but it's not the place for me..
your love,is the best gift from you,but it will never be mine..

you told me u used to think of accept me,should i be glad to hear that?
maybe,but all these still cant bring us together,can it?
because everytime you think of it,it's only a what you think in your mind,
when time goes away,you and me still cant be 'us',
because the one for you isn't me,it's him..