So, I know it's been a while since I updated this story. And I'm really, really sorry about the delay! But in my defense, I spent that time hunting down the inspiration for this story. A lot of girls complain that there aren't any good guys in the world. I think you should read this, and remember Michael and any guys you know that are like him.

I'm sorry
that I bought you those roses
to tell you that I like you

I'm sorry
that I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry
that my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry
that I open your car door
and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry
that I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"

I'm sorry
that I am actually nice;
not a jerk

I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you instead of at a club

I'm sorry
that I'm always the one you need to talk to
never good enough to date

I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car
but when we went out you always went home with another guy

I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4 am 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

I'm sorry
If I start not being there because it hurts being a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, when I could get a few hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry
that you can't realize... I've been the one all along

I'm sorry
If you can read this and know somebody like this
but not care

But most of all

I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry
that I can never do anything right, and nothing I do is good enough
to make it in your world

I'm sorry
I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it.
I thought that's what friends were for...

I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it

I'm sorry
That I spent nine hours on the phone with you on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family

I'm sorry
that I cared

I'm sorry
That I listened to you at night talking about how you wished you could have done something different.

Ladies, don't make Mikkie's mistake, and the mistake so many other girls have made. Don't treat your best guy friend like a door mat. Don't make them your tear-stained pillow. And don't complain about all the jerks in the world, to a guy that most certainly isn't one of them.

Because of a review I got for this earlier, I feel the need to mention that I didn't write this poen