The Boy

There comes a moment in every relationship, just before it starts, where the pending couple is essentially in limbo. They’ve established interest, sort of, and all their friends are now watching and playing “will-they-won’t-they” to see whether the relationship will develop. This is one of the sweetest moments of the relationship, filled with shy courting and covert glances, before it turns to the maudlin, mawkish mush that causes everyone in a fifty foot radius to avert their eyes lest they vomit from the atrocity. During this period, the female (if there is one) refers to her potential partner (if he’s male) as The Boy. This is because he can’t quite be referred to as “boyfriend” yet, and the female usually gets tired of constantly referring to him as “that guy, YOU know…” or “the guy I just met” or “that guy I’m always telling you about, really, you should just assume from now on that I’m talking about him because honestly I’m not thinking of much else right now.” It gets shortened to The Boy, as in, “The Boy walked me home the other day!” and coupled with inane squees from the female conversationalists.

Why am I explaining this?

I’ve found a Boy 🙂