Dear Ladies,

I am sorry.

I am not the man you want me to be…I have not devoted myself fully to taking you out and treating you like the princesses you truly are. As you know, the reasons you may have been interested in me in the first place, have seemed to take precedent over the other qualities in a man of which you long for…

I am sorry I do not have a lot of money. Simply put, I tend tables and work to scrounge tips that will eventually buy me dinner after a long shift. When I am finally off work, sometimes I enjoy going out with my friends for a few hours. However, most of the time, I spend those hours doing domestic work, including cleaning my room, washing my clothes, cooking my meals, maybe going to work out, and various day to day chores like checking my mail.

I am sorry my car is not amazing. I drive something which gets me around. I drive something to get me to school and to work and ultimately, to get you around as well. Though it is not as nice as your daddy’s car, It will have to suffice. I will not be getting another car until, well, I can damn well afford one. At least, I have one right? Or would it be weird to ask you to pick me up?

I am sorry I do not throw the biggest parties. I am sorry, sometimes I party too much. Along with that, when you do see me at parties, I am sorry I do not always have the best alcohol or a ton for you to drink. There is a reason I am drinking a Keystone Light, and it isn’t because I simply love the watered down, refreshing light taste.

I am also sorry, well, I am a full time student. This whole credits thing, well, it is the reason I am here in the first place. Homework consumes me sometimes. I may not have time to take you out on Margarita Monday or Taco/Tequila Tuesday, or Wine Wednesday, or Thirsty Thursday, or Fuckboy Friday, or Sloppy Saturday, maybe some Sunday Fundays, but even that, I can not make an absolute commitment on.

You see, I am in college, and well, I have things to tend to. I promise I will make time for us. I promise that I will be that guy who takes you on picturesque sunset dates, the guy who buys you dinner and treats you out at the bars. The guy you picture in the movies, the best friend, the future father, and the ultimate lover. However, I will do that, but in a few years. You see, I am 21 years old, and I am still trying to graduate, and not go insane in the process. Aren’t you too?

That man you are looking for. The one that is responsible, fun, charming, get’s his shit done, well he’s there, you just may not be seeing him, because well, he’s been doing exactly what you want him to be doing, living life, living college, and working for the future, his and yours, just as all of us men are.

So for that, I am oh so ever sorry...