WHY CAN'T I FIGURE HIM OUT?

You know what, enough of the theatrics. No wonder writing doesn't help. I'm still frantic about this whole ordeal.

I don't understand what's going on, when all the elements are present. I have all the ingredients mixing in a pot, but somehow, bizarrely, it doesn't taste right.

What do I do now?
Do I just keep stirring and stirring?
Do I throw it all away?
Or do I just admit that I can't cook this meal?

(So much for no theatrics there)

Okay here's the point.

I feel the current is changing,
And I don't like where it's taking us.

(That's still very theatrical)

Okay here's the real point.

I like him.
And I want him to like me back.
So why won't he?
What is stopping him?

Was he really just that engaging?
Was he really just that friendly?
Was he really just doing his job?

Was it just me?
Did I expect anything out of it?
Did I misinterpret?

And the worse part is,
I might have actually did.
Oh no.

So, do I quit?
Should I (also) kill the butterflies before it kills me?

But what if-
What if it's too early to tell?
What if I move on,
And he catches up too late?

I can't face regret in such a way.

But what do I do?
I don't know what to do.
I don't know where to go.
I don't know the next step.

It feels so weird,
I've never met a guy I haven't figured out.

WHY CAN'T I FIGURE HIM OUT?
HE'S A BIG QUESTION MARK WRITTEN IN INVISIBLE INK.

And I'm going nuts trying to look for some way to interpret him.