(But hey, It's Why We Love Them...Right?)
Why are they so weird and charming yet strange and somewhat dim-witted sometimes?
I swear I couldn't be more obvious but apparently I underestimate
my own obviousness (didn't know that was a word until just now...thank you Oxford American Dictionary!).
OR of course there is the possibility
that I am being politely denied...but come on! What's not to love?
So here's the real question: put it all out on the table and surrender Mystery?
Or keep seductively half-shaded but risk missing Cupid's arrow?
These are protuberant philosophical questions for a young,
single girl...especially so close to the midnight hour.

