I will find you...someday...

He is my best friend...

I only know him for 1 year...

We used to play with each other...

Even when recess, we eat together...

Holding hands...

Well, it's a very long time ago, when I was 7 years old...

I have to move into another school..

It was sad that time...

He offered me to sit next to him in the class before my father came and took me far away from him...

He once told me that he liked me...

And I like him as well...

He's the first boy who told me he liked me...

And now, after all those years of separated love, I will find him...someday..

He might doesn't recognize me...

But that's okay...because I got to see him again...

If he reading this...I hope that you know..
that I've always loved you... :)

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A Very Sad Story

A little big love story..must read frnds......

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 Idon'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 in7th 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 staredat her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine,but she isn'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 hersmock 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 lovedme! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self,and I cried.

► How people change ◄ !?!?!?!

they Will talk to you


Will become closer to you

Will be your friend

Will become special

Will become more than nothing

Will keep on telling that

I cant live without you.

I need you

I realy miss you

n on n on & on. . . . .


Everything Will be going fine

Suddenly they Will get a new person in there life

In begining they Will tell you about that person,they will slowly stop talking about that person,they will hide things & stop sharng anything.

If you cal they Will Say I will Call you later...

LITTLE BUSY will talk later.

then they will never call you ,you will think that person is busy but ACTUALY YOU HAVE LOST him/her..