It was at this point, when I felt what every nice guy fears the most, the time when you have to face the reality, that the girl you like is interested in someone else and that she’ll look right past you. The girl you suppressed your feelings for, just to preserve the friendship, is now most gonna go off with some new guy, a guy that doesn’t know her well as you do, or prolly won’t treat her well either.

This is where most stories end for most nice guys, because since their so nice, they don’t want to interfere, they don’t want to put any emotional burden on their friend, or cause any drama, and they just watch her leave, and so, I watch her leave. And just told myself to believe that it wasn’t meant to be, why? because I’m nice.