The flip-out happened when I started questioning just exactly where the boy saw whateveritisthisis going. Meanwhile, I don't have a clue how I would answer this question. What I do know is I like the time we spend together and find myself wanting more. Instead of driving myself batty, keeping the question in my head (or complaining to friends about it), I discussed it with the boy. Like a grown-up. Except for the crying part, but I kept that to a minimum. Also, I may have complained about it to friends.
When he reciprocated my feelings, telling me he "loves spending time with (me)," I was relieved. And flattered. He's a busy boy whose free time is limited and I'm honored when I get some of it. But I'm still gonna want more. I'm dealing with it and trying to get busier myself. Both with a little bit of success.
And about "the boy"... He doesn't love this moniker; I need to think of something new to call him. I'm open to suggestions.
