IF YOU LOVE SOMEONE, WALK UP TO HIM OR HER AND SAY SO.

10th Grade As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next 2 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 & I knew it. After class she walked up 2me & asked me for the notes she had missed the day before, & I handed them 2 her. She said "thanks" & gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted 2 tell her. I wanted her 2 know that I don't want 2 be just friends. I love her,but I'm just 2 shy & I don't know why. 11th Grade The phone rang. It was her on the other end. She was in tears, mumbling on & on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me 2 come over because she didn't want 2 be alone, so I did. As I sat next 2 her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, a Drew Barrymore movie, & three bags of chips, shedecided 2go 2 sleep. She looked dat me, said "thanks," & gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want 2 tell her. I want her 2know that I don't want 2 be just friends. I love her, but I'm just 2 shy. & I don't know why. 12th Grade The day before prom she walked 2 my locker. "My date is sick," shesaid. ?He's not going 2 go.? Well, I didn't have a date & in 7th gradewe made a promise that if neither of us had dates we wouldgo 2gether just as "best friends,"so we did. Prom night, after everything wasover I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her. She smiled at me& stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her 2 be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that, & I know it. Then she said, "I had the best time, thanks!" & 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 2 shy. & 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 asher perfect body floated like an angel up on stage 2 get her diploma. I wanted her 2 be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, & I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came 2me in her smock & hat, & she cried as I hugged her. Then, she lifted her head from my shoulder & said, "You're my best friend, thanks!" &gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want 2 tell her. I want her 2 know that I don't want 2 be just friends. I love her, but I'm just 2 shy. & 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" & drive off 2her new life, married 2another man. I wanted her 2be mine but she didn't see me like that, & I knew it. But before she drove away, she came 2 me & said, "You came!" She said,"Thanks!" & kissed me on the cheek. I want 2 tell her. I want her 2 know that I don't want 2 be just friends. I love her, but I'm just too shy. & I don't know why...Funeral Yrs passed, & I looked down at the coffin of the girl who used 2 be my best friend." At the service they read a diary entry she had written in her high school years. This is what it read: ?I stare at him wishing he were mine. But he doesn't notice me like that, & I know it. I want 2 tell him. I want him 2 know that I don't want 2 be just friends. I love him, but I'm just 2 shy, & I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me... ? I wish I did too... I thought 2 myself, & I cried