Mr. Nice Guy

Dear Mr. Nice Guy,

You are willing to "wait" for me. You call me in my phone every night, willing to talk to me, to listen and give me advice. You are super sweet to me. You want to get to know me better. You treat me so well.

You even wrote me letters. They were so sentimental it's almost nauseating. How can someone be that nice all the time? Are you ever honest, or do you just want a smile on my face? Right now, I absolutely loathe the thought of saying or doing things just to make someone happy. I don't care how hurt someone is by the truth - - lies hurt so much more.

You are ideal. However...I'm shallow. I've come to terms with this. I don't see you as 'good enough' even though you're most likely exactly what I need. I don't picture this puzzle fitting together.

And why don't I like you?! I wish I did, but I truly can't.

 Kate