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SAD LOVE STORY

August 13, 2008

One story that struck me which I will remember all my life was entitled “A Very Sad Story”. It is contemporary piece of prose-poetry which has many versions. I read one version when I was in fourth year high school and I had a copy of it. This is how it goes:

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my “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 for the notes she had missed the day before and handed then to her. She said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. 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.

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about 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 the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After two 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 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.

The day before the 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 the 7th grade, we made a promise that neither us had dates, we would go together just as “best friends”. So we did. Prom night, 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 doesn’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 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.

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 the 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 kissed 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.

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 notice me like that and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said “you came!” She said “thanks” and gave a kissed 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. 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 written in her high school years. This is what it read: I stared at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I want 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 cried

Some times we let the opportunity to express what we really feel about others pass us by. We say to ourselves “mamaya na lang” , “bukas na lang”, “next time na lang” and the worst “bahala na” or even “time will tell”. Yes, there are valid reasons for putting it off, yet you never know, while you are reading this article you could suddenly collapse and join the Creator! I know it’s Valentines, a time of love and joy. In day to day life we never really express love to our parents, our friends, our special someone, our fellow workers, our neighbor and even our enemies, in a simple gesture of kiss, a hug, a “hi” , “Thank you” or just a simple smile that will brighten someone’s day. We forget to say “I’m sorry” to the people we have offended and hurt with our actions and gestures. We left pass the moment to enjoy with the person who we will never see again. We continuously postpone the moment to answer the call of the Lord, to transcend and discern what He is trying to say and convey.

Then, we will just say to ourselves “SAYANG!” and we will regret it the moment we realize that we have allowed to express ourselves pass by. We will say “SANA…”, if only did this or did that. Time is passing my friend - this moment has already passed by. And you can never turn back the time. Will you let this moment pass by???

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Previous Comments

oh.. too painful story. Yet it only means lets not waste our time. Just take a shot! before its too LATE.

Posted by jules at October 27, 2008, 4:42 pm

Time is of the essence in all aspects of our life

Posted by Percival George Alejandro at March 9, 2011, 4:38 pm

……..shit … vhat ngai qanun ang ending uat a story … kaw kuya dapat cnavi mu na kci sa kania na mahal mu cia at sa huli mu lang nalaman na mai gusto rin cia sau … “SAYANG” … tas namatay pa ung babae .. anu ba yan ang sarap humagulhul ng iyak… shaks…. ibaling mu alank kuya sa iba ung pagmamahal m sa kania .. move on at wag mong pahirapan ang sarili mo .. uk ..un lang

Posted by mhine at March 29, 2011, 9:02 am

this story makes me cry..galing ng gumawa nito, saludo ako sayo..

Posted by jhon rey pulido at April 5, 2011, 7:11 pm

ahhhh…..8s rily hard wen u fall inlove…esp. 2 ur bestfriend….i cant tell him d truth,..cuz im more concern with my other friends…..im also shy 2 express wat i feel… :’(

Posted by crust34 at April 26, 2011, 8:16 pm

im touched…. I remember something na nagpaiyak sakin ng sobra… parehas kmi ng idea….

Posted by _emo gurl_ at July 3, 2011, 6:39 pm

is this true?..gosh!!i know being makapal ang mukha sometimes it makes sense..ur dying inside if u will not expressed ur feelings..lesson??kapalan ang mukha..hehehehe

Posted by lalaine at August 22, 2011, 3:41 pm

so sad…

Posted by rose at August 23, 2011, 10:38 pm

aw it really hurts he doesnt grab d opportunity

Posted by william paul talenio at October 3, 2011, 7:06 pm

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