What are we?

Nothing about our meeting was traditional, but I'm glad we did. Nothing about our personalities is traditional, but I love that. We go through the motions of talking, keeping one another in the loop of the daily grind. But are we building? This is the glaring thought that crosses my mind when I'm not thinking of the happy moments we have shared. Am I the chick you text and sext, am I the chick you fuck on occasion, am I just a friend with the benefits of getting your dick wet and my pussy soaked. Who am I to you? If anyone asked me if I was single I would tell them no, but that's because I'm not speaking to anyone else romantically and in my mind we are romanticized. Am I wrong though? Do you want me to yourself or does it matter? I feel at times that I talk myself out of working through the emotions of a real relationship based on the actions that may or may not be there. I can't talk myself into one, but apparently have no problem talking myself out of one. I want this, but I don't want to go it alone. So how do I ask, without being that girl? What are we?