Wanted: Apology --reposted--

I waited for that night for so long,
I was so excited to see you again.
We didn't have anything planned,
But I knew you'd be there waiting.

I didn't plan an outfit to wear,
But I didn't plan to wear what I did.
Thanks to a sunburn I had something else on,
A little white tank top and hip huggers.
You've never seen me in anything like that before,
Usually just slightly baggy jeans and T-shirts,
This was a huge change for me.

I saw you as we pulled in the parking lot.
I got kind of nervous then.
But then I got out of the car and met up with some friends,
They made me feel a little better,
But I was still quite anxious.

I turned around to see where you were,
You were walking over to me,
Wearing one of your muscle shirts that make me melt.
You also had a look on your face,
A huge smile and the look of amazement in your eyes,
And a little surprised to see me dressed that way.

You came over to me and we started talking.
You looked at me from head to toe,
Your smile widened then,
I watched you, studied you as you did this.
Then you gathered me in your arms,
Held me close, and whispered in my ear.
You kept telling me that I looked great that night,
As you said these things, your hands slowly slid down my back,
I was uncomfortable then and backed away.

You knew you had crossed the line,
But didn't offer an apology like you would have done before.
You just kept going, all night.
That whole night you acted like you were someone else.
Always trying to touch me, and succeeding most of the time.
When I talked to you, you didn't focus on my face,
But a little bit lower.

I didn't say anything; I thought you'd stop,
But you didn't.
I felt so violated when I finally left.
I never thought you, of all people, could make me feel that way.
Friends shouldn't make each other feel like that.
I guess you never got that memo.
You made me so angry that night.

I suppose I should forgive you sometime.
But only after you apologize first,
I know you know that's why I'm mad and won't talk to you.
You know I'm waiting for an apology.
Just tell me you're sorry for the way you acted,
I?ll forgive you for that.
But I wont forgive you for the way you act now,
Not even a good enough friend,
Not even man enough to offer a simple apology.