Chain Mail
Something I received in the mail today, thought I’d post it up. Reminds me of how being too shy to say something could mean you miss out… I guess I’ve passed my own share of opportunities in the past…
Take Some Time and actually Read this
this is a GUY TALKING…
ITS 7TH GRADE…
I stared at the girl next to me
She was my so called ‘best friend’
I stared at her
Long, silky hair
And I wished she was mine
But she didn’t notice me like that
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 want her to know that I don’t want to be ‘just friends’
I love her but I’m too shy to tell her
And I don’t know why…
IT’S JUNIOR YEAR…
My phone rang
On the other end it was her
She was in tears
Mumbling on and on about how her love had broken 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 3 bags of chips
She decided to go to sleep
She looked at me, 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 too shy to tell her
And I don’t know why…
IT’S 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’d go together just as ‘best friends’
And so we did…
IT’S PROM NIGHT…
After everything was over with
I was standing at her front door step
I stared at her
She smiled at me
I wanted 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 she 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…
IT’S GRADUATION DAY…
A day passed
And then a week
And then a month
Before I could blink
It was graduation day
I watched her
Perfect body
Floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma
I wanted her to be mine
But she doesn’t think of me that way
And I know 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 shoulders and said “you’re my best friend, Thanks!”
And gave me a kiss on the cheek
I wanted to tell her
I wanted her to know that I wanted to be more than ‘just friends’
I love her but I’m too shy
And I don’t know why…
IT’S A FEW YEARS LATER…
Now I sit in the pews of the church
A church that she is getting married in 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! Thanks!”
And she kissed me on the cheek
I wanted to tell her
I wanted her to know that I didn’t want to be ‘just friends’
I love her but I’m just too shy
And I don’t know why…
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 said
“I stare at him
Wishing he was mine
But he doesn’t notice me like that
And I know it
I wanted to tell him
I wanted 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 myself, and I cried…
This poem just touches my heart and (nearly) brings a tear to my eye…