Confused Much??

Larry Leissner said "If confusion is the first step to knowledge, I must be a genius." I DEFINITELY feel him on that one. It seems that when it comes to guys, I'm ALWAYS confused. They must have all went to the same class on 'How to be mysterious' because none of them are ever straight forward with me. What's the big deal?? Stop beating around the bush and be an adult...

Anyways, this one particular guy was the author of my confusion a couple months ago. It hit me pretty hard because I wrote a poem about all of the questions I had floating around in my head. So if you wanna read it, here it is...

21 Questions

Does he notice me?

Do I come off intriguing

When I enter his mental?

Does the scent of my perfume

Caress his nostrils even after I’m gone?

I’d like to think it does

Causing the curve of my hips

To gently massage his brain

Night and day, Night and day

Does he picture my lips?

Setting in perfect placement

As they part to reveal my smile?

Does it spur him to pick up his phone

And start to dial?

Does every coil and curl of my hair

Glistening in the sunlight

All of a sudden, give him the urge

To yank, and grab, and pull?

Well, that’s quite alright

Do my eyes slowly submerge into his

As I gaze upon them?

Causing his breathing to deepen

And his knees to weaken?

Does my stride, so smooth

Walk in and out of his dreams

So real, that he yearns to follow?

Well then I’d tell him,

Baby, if it does…

Come and get me

I’m waitin for ya ;)