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THIS POEM HAS BEEN EXTRACTED FROM A “WEEKLY MAGAZINE”

>THE POEM STARTS LIKE THIS:-

10TH GRADE.
As I sat there is the English class I stared at the girls right next to me
She was my so-called “best friend”.
I stared at her long silky hair wishing that she was mine but she didn’t notice me like that and I knew it.
After the class she came to me and asked for the notes she had missed the day before.
I gave them to her; she “THANKED” me and gave me kiss on my cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I just don’t wana be “FRIENDS”
I love her but I m to shy but I don’t know y?

11th grade.
The phone rang and it was her on the other end it was her. She was in tears, about how her love had broken her heart.
She asked me to come over so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa and looked at her teary eyes, I wanted her to be mine.
After two hours, one DREW BERRYMORE movie & three bags of chips I decided to go home. She looked at me and said “THANKS” and gave me a kiss on my cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I just don’t wana be “FRIENDS”
I love her but I m to shy but I don’t know y?

Senior year.
One day she came up to my locker and said” my date is sick, he’s not gonna go”, I didn’t have a date to.
In 7th grade we made a promise that if neither of us had dates we would go together as “BEST-FRIENDS”.
That night when every thing was over and I was standing at her front door step, she turned and said, ”I had the best time of my life”, “THANKS”.
She gave me a kiss on my cheek and went in her house .
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I just don’t wana be “FRIENDS”
I love her but I m to shy but I don’t know y?

Graduation day.
One week passed then a month and then a year before I could blink it was graduation day, I watched her as she floated up the stage like an angel 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 up to me in her smock and hat and cried as I hugged her, after she got her head up from my shoulder she said, “u have been my BEST FRIEND”, “THANKS” and left.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I just don’t wana be “FRIENDS”
I love her but I m to shy but I don’t know y?

Marriage.
Now today I sit in the pews of church. She is getting married now and will drive of to her new life…. Married to another man.
I always wanted her to be mine but she didn’t notice me like that and I knew that.
Before she drove off to her new life she came to me and said, “You came, THANKS” and kissed me on my cheek and drove off.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I just don’t wana be “FRIENDS”
I love her but I m to shy but I don’t know y?

Death.
Years passed and now I m looking at the coffin of that girl who used to be my “best friend”
At the service they read a diary entry, which she had written in her high school years to me.
This is what it said.
“I stare at him wishing that he was mine but I know that he doesn’t notice me like that and I know it.
I want to tell him, I want him to know that I just don’t wana be good friends with him, I love hi but I am too shy but I don’t know why.”