The Ugly Truths

It’s me again, the good ol’ nice guy. I consider myself a fair person and only want to help those in need. More importantly, I really care and look out for the opposite sex. Yeah, I know all of my friends laugh at me and tell me I’m stupid for being such a softy but, I’m really a nice guy. When a girl asks for my help in class or elsewhere, I never hesitate to volunteer my services because I’m capable. Besides, I really like the girl and maybe if I help her all the time: with homework, chores, and even shopping; she’ll one day realize how much I like her and date me.

I’m really an introvert who finds it quite challenging to approach a girl and tell her my true feelings but, that doesn’t matter because of all the nice things I do for her. I know sometimes it may be a little awkward when she asks me advice about talking to other guys but I don’t care; I like her after all and soon she will see that and fall in love with me. So you guys just keep on laughing while I do her homework and play the role of confidant all throughout the week, while she goes out on the weekends with the local jock or delinquent. At some point she will realize how nice I am and change her ways, right? I mean, would a person really let you be that nice to them and never like you? No, that can’t be true at all. What am I thinking?

So like I said, you guys just keep on being jerks and dating all of the women; I’ll just hold their books for them, give them advice, wipe away their tears when you hurt them, and hold my true feelings inside. That way, everything will go perfect for me and I’ll never have to worry about facing rejection. I know sometimes I hurt really badly inside when I realize how much better I am for her than her current boyfriend, but if I tell her about her terrible boyfriend she may get mad at me and not let me stay in the ‘friend’ zone. No, I’ll just be satisfied being her friend until things transpire into something more serious. If not, at least I can be her friend…

Maybe that day will never come where I’ll have to explode on her and tell her how much I’m tired of being used…Then she won’t have to rebuttal back to me how it was my fault for trying to play the ‘friend’ role, knowing that I really liked her and that it was my own fault for being scared. What’s all this nonsense I’m talking? Like I said, I’ll be the quiet nice guy and everything will work out…Maybe.

I really hope this doesn’t blow up in my face…