but i'm just too shy, and i don't know why..

emm,

hari tu, ada satu malam tu aku ngan dia lepak lepak pastu dia cerita pasal a sad story about a girl and a boy that falling in love but that boy rarely said 'i love you' to this girl until he accidentally dead trying to save a teddy bear that supposed to be a gift for his girl.. that night, after he dead, the girl found out that all the teddy bears given by her boy had a recorded 'i love you' voice of her boy and the girl could only whispered to that teddy bear's ear 'i love you too' with tears rolling down her cheeks.. T^T

then, aku teringat this one story i read masa secondary school dulu.. tapi aku just ingat ingat lupa je.. aku cerita lah kat dia apa yang aku ingat.. tadi tengah lelepak aku terpikir nak search kat google story ni and guess what..?? 

I FOUND IT! :D

tapi bila baca balik banyak jugak yang aku messed up kan cerita ni.. but i'm pretty sure that time when i read it, the story had been told by a girl not a boy but screwed it! it just the same story.. so, here it is :

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 I handed them to her. She said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I wanted her to know that I didn’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 broken 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 wanted to tell her, I wanted 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 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 wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t think of me like that, and I knew it. Then she said “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I wanted her to know that I didn’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 wanted to tell her, I wanted 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. 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. Before she drove away, she came to me and said “you came! Thanks!” and she kissed me on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I wanted 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.

maybe, ramai je yang dah baca story ni tapi my opinion, cerita ni sangat touched and a lil' bit frustrated lah jugak..uhu tujuan post ni sebab nak suruh my lovey-dopey-hubby-my-sweetie-pie-cupie-cake *haa, tak boleh nak gedik lagi? -.-* ni baca..ehee

awak awak,

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awak, mungkin awak tak nampak yang saya happy dengan awak.. mungkin awak tak nampak yang saya care sangat dengan awak.. mungkin saya nampak macam abaikan awak.. 

tapi note these, i really am happy being with you, falling in love with you.. i really am care about you, damn much.. i really am think about you all the time.. i really am love you, so much! ♥ :>

p/s: saya yakin kita boleh! uhu -.-''

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♥ Hanya Ajmal Cinta Kamu Safwat ♥

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