Heh...it's pretty darned romantic. It's hard to explain without posting some of it here, but he talks about being fearful and etc.

I don't know who it was directed to. It could have been no one (it's unlikely; he's artsy and has gotten poetic, but these were pretty open even for him). They were posted the week immediately following when he saw me last. There were a couple rather ambiguous ones, then the one which made me take notice talked about "pull back your hair," and "speak to me, pale animal" (I'm a pale, redhead) and a few other things. The next poem talked about "Walk away with me, away from closed smells, bells and doors" (like the salon?) and "It's okay if you're not a singer." THAT one had both my friend and I wondering...when I saw him last, he and I were talking about a particular song he wasn't familiar with, and he'd asked me to sing it. I was a music major years ago, but I have terrible stage fright so I clammed up and said no. He kept asking and said, "Does it matter that I want you to sing it?" Heh...no. He never got me to sing it. I explained my stage fright to him, and my stupid perfectionism, and he relented. I think, growing up in a similar household, he understands perfectionism.

For unrelated reasons, I had deleted my Instagram account earlier in the week (thus unfollowing him) and then started a new account. Once I saw this poem, I followed him again (which I was going to do anyway). After that poem, I started posting my own things. My response to it was a photo of telephone wires captioned with a boy and girl emoji with a telephone in between them (i.e. call me, silly). The following post from him said something about "Again you meet me here" and "Be patient with me"

And etc. There were two more of his posts that I followed with my own. The last one was on 4/9 and I posted something that talked about too many gray areas in life, and how if something is causing anxiety, fear, and pain it is best to back away for a bit. That is also the day I canceled my appointment for 4/24. He's posted several things since but...no poems.

He has a lot of female friends. Most of his band are female. He just had a female friend in town for the weekend (things I glean from social media). I don't think he's "with" any of them. But there is another girl he's tagged a few times on IG. She isn't part of his circle at all. She is also a pale redhead. And she is far, far more his type than I am. And, from the post he made this morning, a photo she took of Lake MI, he was with her early, early this morning (he posts Lake MI a lot, but he's usually taking the photo). So it is entirely possible (probable) that she is the one to whom he was referring in these poems.

Btw, yes, I do feel like a crazy person. But this is what I do; I read into everything since I both can't understand when someone is actually interested in me and I attract men who are emotionally unavailable. B has been attentive, flirty, teases, asks interested questions...and this is why I get thrown off.