EMMANUEL AMPONSAH

Nice guy






I thought that maybe if I took everything slow, then maybe over time she would learn to love me
Maybe If I had been a better guy, a more confident guy, then maybe she would have stayed
I'm just a nice guy
No girl wants a nice guy
I was that guy who would carry her bags, tell her how beautiful she was
I was the guy that wiped away her tears
The guy who was always self sacrificing
The nice guy
The undeserving guy
The guy who she left
The guy she abandoned
Swept away by the tide
Taken in by an ocean of pain
Nice guys do finish last

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