Essay About Car Door And Couple Hours Of Sleep

WowSorry
Essay title: Wow…Sorry
Wow, Im sorry
that i bought you roses
to tell you that i like you
Wow, Im sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk
Wow, Im sorry
That my bodys not ripped enough
to “satisfy” your wants
Wow, Im sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised
Wow, Im sorry
That Im not cute enough
to be “your guy”
Wow, Im sorry
That I am actually nice;
not an asshole
Wow, Im sorry
I dont have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things
Wow, Im sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club or party
Wow, Im sorry
I would rather make love to you then just f**k you
like some random guy.
Wow, Im sorry
That I am always the one you need to Talk To,
but never good enough to date
Wow, Im sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend
Wow, Im sorry
If I start not being there, and being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new asshole comes around
Wow, Im sorry
If I dont answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work
wow, Im sorry that you cant realize.. Ive been the one all along.
The one who been there for you, the one who cares so much.
Wow, Im sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but dont care, But most of all