The story that will break your heart... :(

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 I don'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 in 7th 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 stared at 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 her smock 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 loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.

didnt cry but was ill admit it was kind of sad.


allthough kind of pointless to post this but eh.
This happened to me in 7th grade i liked a girl but i actually dated her lol

same with me. when you think about it for a while it makes you wonder what you would do if it was you staring at the coffin.

:shock: nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooooooooooo
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im sorry :cray:

so sad almost cried but how old are you martin? 30 i mean because the girl was getting married meaning your old to well not old as elderly lol

Woah thats quite some moving stuff. Didn't make me cry but did think about how it all went with my ex-gf. Nothing the same as what you said, but it just made me remember :( . Yeah like thanks a lot that's made me feel a whole lot better. jking :bananas: .

P.S. Yayy the peanut butter jelly time gif smiley is animated again!

At MAPLE, I don't think he is the guy in the story

i see i wonder where he got it from

A story - gift from my ex-girlfriend. (if anyone wonders that's the last one here in Canada).

I am 15,turning 16 soon and no,too early for marriage and those stuff.
However I'm planning in turning this into a short movie,I mean I like the idea and everything and it's not that hard to direct.

And exactly as some people above said,it is something that digs up the good ol'memories...

So bottom line if anyone remembers the slogan I had under my signature...just the previous one. Well follow that :thumbsup:

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Originally Posted by MartinRistov

...and wished she was mine...

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Well, it didn't broke my heart (but still a sad story I admit) but he-who-wrote this "wished she was mine" are disturbing...psychologically. Either he was blind of affection OR he was a freak. I mean how can you say, as a person, that you wished another person would be yours, like a property? Now I know "Love is blind" but it may go to madness.



Where can I find more love stories like this one? I'm on a psychology profile and I'm fascinated to know how people think when it comes to love and/or affection.


Martin, thank you for sharing this story. :hello: