I say we are; he says we're not. Somewhere in the middle is where I reside for the time being. He says we're just friends yet he treats me like a wife. I say we're a couple, partners, but he just doesn't see it that way. It would be one thing if our relationship morphed back into just buddies, but it didn't; he still expects so much of me. And I don't mind- until another woman comes into the picture. Then I turn into a jealous Hera chasing around after Zeus, blasting his paramours left and right. But just like Zeus, he always comes back to me. So I'm trying to just sit here in the middle and ride this wave into shore.