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To understand the reference of Jeremy, read this wonderfully written article in New York Times.
And just like that, a name — one I referred to often — became an archetype, a trope, an all-purpose noun used by my college friends to talk about “that guy,” the one who remains for us in some netherworld between friend and boyfriend, often for years.
Excerpt from Modern Love, published on New York Times
"He's your Jeremy," she said.
Haven't we all found ourselves at that weird situation, where you don't know what's going on. A little laughter when you meet, a smile when he messages and yet annoyance when you fail to get the answer. You try to withdraw yourself, bury yourself in your cocoon and yearn for him to notice. Alas, there is no notice.
And you on the other hand, turn into this self-deprecating version of yourself. Finding faults and picking fights.
But why should a man be allowed to rule over your mood, you protest. His yes, brightens your day and a no, brings you to this dull halt. And you're left to question your own feelings, about when is a good time to pick up those baggage of emotions and leave.
It's only a little time before you feel the distance. When after having pulled your hair in frustration, you will decide to step away.
But is there really a goodbye? Every time he pulls you back, you give it another chance, a shot at "what could be". And this goes on. You trap yourself in this circle of emotions, which never had a beginning and therefore, will never see an end.
He will come to you at his time of need and you will look for him to share a laugh. There will be those effortless conversations, those laughter sessions, those rare trips around town where he will treat you fine and you will wish it lasts forever.
The time runs out and you fall back.
And he, he will always be your Jeremy.
