Say Yes

I don't want to count how many times I see you per week. I don't want to be aware of how I laugh at your jokes and know that I should follow my flirtatious giggle with a hair toss/eye flutter/leg crossing. I don't want to calculate how long I should hold your gaze before saying hi. I don't want to strategize, or plan, or scheme, or do any of those ridiculous synonymous verbs that so many of my friends advise. They aren't necessary, are they? Why should I have to approach my sentimental state of mind like a general in a war meeting, placing blockades here and there, maneuvering several army units at once in order to trap you in the right time and place? That is not, and never will be, my style. In fact, I have no style.

I just want to like you. Is that so hard? Is that too revolutionary a concept? That I can simply express how I feel without stopping to consider if it fits into my Plan of Attack? I want to be able to stare at you if I want to, talk to you if I want to, laugh at your witticisms if I want to, wander around your hall if I want to, light up with you all the time if I want to! This shouldn't be so difficult. I don't want to think about how I want to kiss/caress/undress you in your room; I just want to do it.

In the words of Frenchie from Def Jam Poetry: "Fucking ain't conscious."

Get it?