Undecided Plaything

I can tell you what every man wants to know. 
The thoughts inside a woman’s head. 
I like you. Alot actually. 
You’re giving me mixed signals. 
You didn’t dress nicely when you came to see me. 
You want to catch up, but you declined several of my offers without suggestion of a better time;
which is fine...but shows me that your lacking confidence or uninterested. 
We both know you’re confident. 
You come across as untrustworthy. 
But you are a brilliant father. 
You are too rough in bed. 
But your charisma makes up for it. 
Do you only want me as a plaything?
Do you even want me?
I like you. But I am undecided.