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 wish 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 myself and I cried……
Do yourself a favour, tell her/him you love them… they wont be there….
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