This came up in the pub last night. At what point does one go from 'dating' to being someone's boy- or girlfriend? Now, being the loved-up married guy that I am, I guess I crossed that particular line years ago, and I didn't really spot the moment when it happened.
The best description I could find is that it's a default thing. It's the point when you go from needing a reason to be together to needing a reason to be apart.
The best description I could find is that it's a default thing. It's the point when you go from needing a reason to be together to needing a reason to be apart.