Nice Guy

Wed, 04/29/2020 - 23:25 -- Jamaine

I’m the guy who is so kind and so nice.

Positivity infectious as it oozes out of me with every compliment I give you.

Like how I tell you that your eyes light up my world.

Lighting up my world while also looking into my soul.

But you don’t want to hear that right?

That’s just mad corny and too heartfelt for you huh?

You can’t fathom the idea that a guy actually wants to treat you with the respect that you are due as a woman.

Constantly hitting me with the “you’re nice but...” line and then revealing the toxic trait that you want me to display.

Hitting me with the “you’re like a brother to me” line but not knowing how much it hurts to be rejected that way.

Yeah, rejection is a part of life.

That is very true.

But why is it when I genuinely want you for your mind and soul, I get misread as someone who is soft.

Like being in touch with my emotions is the worst thing ever.

I’m just trying to show you that I’m different by ACTUALLY being different.

I’m trying to woo you with my actions instead of my words.

Something your probably not used to.

I know masculine toxicity is probably a turn on for you.

I know you probably won’t even look my way if I’m not insulting you in some way, shape, or form.

Please understand that I was brought up knowing that a woman should be catered to.

Should be given all of my attention.

Should be loved.

Not saying that I love you yet but give me the opportunity and I will prove my love with every smile I put on your face.

With every laugh I get out of you.

With every tear that I want you to let out.

With every rant I’ll listen to without question.

Just let me be the nice guy you never knew you needed.

This poem is about: 
Me

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