Mark Twain captured my Feelings when he said “The Most Important Things are the hardest to say because word Diminish Them”



Sometimes you find it hard to express yourself often with the people you care about so much. We just have that feeling that there is no word in the world vocabulary that can pass across the message. We let those moments pass us by, we often regret it, a trip down memory lane will make u flinch because you just cant explain these Moments. You needed to say something so bad but the words just aint coming out.

I stumbled upon a remarkable story online a few weeks ago. This is it unedited:



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.

I wished she were 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 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. It was her on the other end.

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, a 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.



12th Grade

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. 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 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. A week passed. A month passed. 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 she 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. She 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, and I looked down at the coffin of the 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 were 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… "

(Story Culled From Yahoo Answers)



All I could say at the End of the story was “Awww”, but just like the guy in the story, some of us will miss the chance to be a part of something special just because we couldn’t say the things we needed to say.



The next time I find myself in a situation where I am speechless, I’d take the john Mayer’s solution in the song “Say What U Need To Say” he said:

"Even if your hands are shaking

And your faith is broken

Even as the eyes are closing

Do it with a heart wide open

Say what you need to say"





So in the spirit of valentine, go out there, pick up the phone & Call, pick up ur pen & write a Letter, and tell the people that are dear 2 u how much u love them, say it the way it comes to u, no matter how shy u are, no matter how awkward… just go out there & Say what u need to say.

Just like I am about to: No…… Wait for it……………,



Happy Valentine’s day Nairaland… I Love U All

Nice! Me like!

bros i still need some MORAL 2 tell her.

Awwwwwww, touching story

I don read b4, yea me knows.

Seriously dancing to :

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Really. Ok shuld i say it? Ok then: Pweeety, can we Nyansh?