If u luv me-let me know..if u don't-let me go

[Rai]

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.

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>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.

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>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.

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>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.

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>Wedding Day

>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.

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>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.

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[Miss. Ladybird]

I don't know what to say.
I'm trying very hard to hold my tears.
It's a wonderful story. NO! It's more than that, it's breathtaking and astonishing. :R: :R: :R: :R: :R:
It really touched something inside me.

[phumita]

[donis]

wonderful story indeed :R:
about real love..

[wallstone]

sometimes unsatisfactory love moves us easily,this story made my me feel sad~~~why not speak out if you love her indeed?

[chenyuli]

This is a very impressive story. I like it very much. If you like somebady, you should tell him. After telling him your feeling, whether he will tell you he loves you or not, but the action proves you are brave. Once I told a man that I liked him, the result was he did not like me. But until now I will bless him happy especially on some special days just like Chinese Spring Festival. Sometimes I miss him and I image what he is doing now, but I think he will never miss me. Maybe this year he will marry with another girl. He is a good man. I think that girl is very lucky to find him. :D

[RedRose]

very touching

[chenyuli]

very touching

Hi, RedRose, I think sometimes love results someone paralysis and they do not recognise how foolish things they have done. They thought they were happy at that time. :D

[RedRose]

I don't think love is foolish. people falling into love are always happy indeed!

[sunshine81]

The story is sooo sweeeet

What does it teach us? Always tell the ones you love that you love them!Love is such a beautiful thing!

[isabel]

warm flow in my heart
Love is Love
even not to tell her(him)


Love someone with the heart,not any words
haven't told her or him
maybe not quite enough love

what's yours?

[roxcaan]

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...tears every where.......