I wish she was mine

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.

ELLOS

En el lugar, en el momento, en la hora, en el minuto, en el segundo indicado,
estaba ELLA ahí parada sobre el piso de madera del café de la esquina, no sabia que
estaba mirando a ese EL que cambiaría su vida, sus sentimientos, deseos, pensamientos y
gustos.. EL si lo sabia. Hay algunos que creen en el amor a primera vista, o mirada, EL era de esas personas, ELLA no. Había sufrido mucho antes con amores falsos, erróneos, hirientes y mal educados como para dejarse engañar por una atracción que en ese momento no fue ni muy importante, ni interesante, nisiquiera algo para reocordar en unas horas.



PERO NO BASTARON MAS QUE MIRADAS, luego palabras, y más miradas, luego palabras.. Para simplemente, enamorarse.
ELLA no dice que fue amor a primera
vista, pues se miraron mucho y muchas veces, aunque haya sido durante poco tiempo. Y EL, agradeció al cielo, desde el primer momento que la vio, porque él, supo desde el instante en que ELLA entró y pisó el piso de madera del café de la esquina,que por siempre la amaría. Porque para EL, si fue amor a primera vista + varias miradas+mas algunas palabras+miradas. Qué amor extraño el de tantos ELLOS y ELLAS que deben existir por doquier...

We are golden

Kick Ass

We are young

We are strong

We're not looking for where we belong

We're not cool

We are free

And we're running with blood on our knees

We could rule the world

On a silver platter

From the wrong to the right light

To an open stream

With a crash and burn

We could make it better

Turn it upside down

Just you and me

We are the dream

No other way

To be

We are young

We are strong

We're not looking for where we belong

We're not cool

We are free

And we're running with blood on our knees

I could change the world

I could make it better

Kick it up and down

Take a chance on me

When you fake a smile

And you think you're better

Gonna put it down

Rip it at your feet

No bridge to burn

Nowhere to turn

For me

We are young

We are strong

We're not looking for where we belong

We're not cool

We are free

And we're running with blood on our knees

What do they know about us?
Are they thinking of somebody else?

Are they wondering what we might be?

Are they thinking of you or of me?

We are young

We are strong

We're not looking for where we belong

We're not cool

We are free

And we're running with blood on our knees

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