This probably won't be as long, or as profound as the tribute to the girls. Then again, I'm not Jessica Griffith, who probably has lots of time on her hands, and the wounded pride of a nice girl. Disclaimer: Lots of this is based on her tribute, just so you know. Don't sue me.
This is my tribute to the nice guys. To the nice guys who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more. Who spend hours wondering how they can be smarter, stronger, and more attractive, because it must be they that are doing something wrong. This is for the guys who don't force it on the first date, who don't want to play mind games, who provide a comforting hug and a supportive audience for a story they've heard a thousand times. This is for the guys who understand that they aren't perfect and that the girls they're interested in aren't either, for the guys who tease and laugh and wonder about the slightest glance, whisper, touch, because somehow they are able to keep alive that hope that maybe... maybe this time she'll have understood.
This is an homage to the guys who laugh loud and often, who are comfortable in jeans and jerseys and sneakers, who care more than they should for girls who don't deserve their attention. This is for those guys who have been in the trenches, who have watched other guys time and time again fake up and make up and fuck up the girls in their lives without saying a word. This is for the guys who have been there from the beginning and have heard the trite words of advice, from "there are plenty of fish in the sea," to "time heals all wounds."
This is where I digress. This is also for the guys who don't want to be more than friends, who treasure friendship more than a quick high. This is for the guys who know love is worth the wait, who would rather disappoint someone now than break her heart later. This is for the guys who get their hearts broken again and again, and still believe in love. This is for the closet die-hard romantics.
This is for the guys who have left sad song lyrics in their away messages, who have tried to make someone understand through a subliminally appealing profile, who have time and time again dropped their girl friend hint after hint after hint only to watch her fall for the first cute guy with charm. This is for the guys who have been told that they're too good or too smart or too adorable, who have been given compliments as a way of breaking off a relationship, who have ever been told they are only wanted as a friend.
And finally, this is for the best friends. The guys who listen to the girls whine, nag and squeal, who watch them fall hard despite your best attempts to tell them otherwise, and who are right there when we hit the ground. This is for the guys who've seen us at our worst and our best, and who love us anyway. This is for the guys who see through us, but still let us think we're fooling them. For the guys who know who the nice girls are, but refuse to take advantage of them.
I won't launch into a rant at girls who don't know what they're missing out on. Simply because if they don't see the nice guy, they don't deserve him. After all, if everybody knew who the nice guys were, there won't be any left for us nice girls, would there?