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      Just Friends

     


  I really liked him and we were good friends. I didn't say anything because I 

 

didn't want to ruin our friendship or anything like that. So I kept my mouth

 

shut and just continued to look him in the eyes and hold back the urge to

 

tell him how I felt about him.  So, yeah, we ended up becoming even better

 

friends and I continued to fall more and more in love with him.

 

 

  So since we were such awesome friends, I invited him to my birthday party

 

like friends do.  But I made a mistake by inviting a girl that he really liked,

 

too!  Well. while he was flirting with her, I just ran away and every time I got

 

the chance, I chucked a water balloon at him!  But he ended up getting mad

 

because I was getting everyone else to gang up on him. 

 

 

  But the real trouble came when he was in the middle of a ping-pong game 

 

with HER (the girl he liked).  He was being sick minded and I yelled at him.  

 

He stormed off in a total fit of anger, so i followed him.  When I got outside

 

where he was sitting I told him that I was sorry about what I had said and he

 

was still very angry.  So I told him I was just ticked about something  that he

 

wouldn't care about.  But of corse, he said he would so.....I finaly got the

 

courage to tell him the truth.

  

 

  "Kyle......I like you more than anyone could ever know." I said.  But he just

 

stood there and didn't say anything (at least thats what I think, earlyer that

 

day I had a panick attach and I had had one again at the time) so I just

 

kissed him on the cheek and ran off into the house, and the next thing I

 

remember, I was laying on my bastment floor with two of my friends by my

 

side.  I tryed to stand up, thinking it was all a crazy dream.  But when I got

 

upstairs, one of my friends asked him if it was true and he said yes.

 

 

  I talked to him a while after that and he said, "sorry but I don't like you like

 

that."  Then he just walked away and contuinued with what ever it was he

 

doing.  So I stood there, conpletealy broken.  I gave him ym heart and he

 

tore it in tiny bits.  But yet I still loved him.

 

 

  Although this hassn't acualt happened yet, this is what I plan to happen,

 

and know that it will.

 

 

  He will grow up into a young man and forget all about me and the good

 

times that we spent together.  He will find that one girl that he wants to be

 

with forever and ever.  He will invite me to his wedding and say his vowes

 

while I sit there and watch in horor.  I will not speek up when the minister

 

asks why these two should not be wed.  I will sit, slowly dieing on the inside.

 

And when it all ends, my heart will be in too many bits to pick up and put

 

together agian.  So I will just sit in sorow and think of what could have been.

 

 

                    With love,

                             Alika

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