Roman Candles

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars."
-Jack Kerouac

I am mightily confused. Why can't people be more straightforward? I suppose when one is afraid of rejection, an awkward dance is inevitable...
Intermediaries help.
But what is my next move?
It's hard to decide when you aren't exactly sure what you're dealing with.
Boys.
This feels so middle-school.