I smile and nod empathically as she poured out her problems to me. Whenever she had a problem, she always came to me.
It was a face-to-face conversation this time. Apparently her current boyfriend was a jerk who deserved to die, because he was walking with another girl.
I mentally sighed. She was jumping into conclusions again. She always did. And an overactive imagination to boot. I had to stop her before it goes wild again.
After talking for an hour, she stood up and smiled at me, and thanked me, and that I'll make a good boyfriend someday.
All guys know that when a girl says they're boyfriend material, chances are she'll never see you that way.
As she goes out the door, I could only smile. A fake smile. We'll do this again and again, me listening to her heartbreaks, her despair. Me, still here, offering words of comfort. Still out of the loop until she has another problem again.
I could have taken advantage of her nature. I could have told her she was right about the guy. I could have told her a lot of things. But I didn't. I didn't want to see her sad. I didn't want her to lose me, someone she can talk to about everything. I'll just keep sitting here with the same accepting smile she had grown used to, offering an ear to her latest dilemma.
I love her.
But I'm a nice guy.
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4 comments:
Fact or fiction? It doesnt matter. It's just too common a phenomenon.
OUCH.
Para kang sinabihan sa job interview ng... "Great resume, you are EXACTLY the type of guy this company needs. But we're not going to hire you. Instead, we're going to hire an asshole. But can we hold on to your number so we can complain about the guy we hired instead of you?"
YIIIIIII ..........
I know how you feel.... i know EXACTLY how you feel...
*sigh*
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