Rarely do the words I love you slip out my mouth. I have yet to say it to the one I´ll love as more than a friend, a companion, --- to a lover.

These three words mean a lot to me, not only for when l say it but also when l hear it. For me, one should not say these words without meaning it and without knowing the aftermath after saying it.

I love you, I heard him say to me for the first time.

Did l hear him correctly? I asked myself. I turned around to face him. Say it again for me

He came closer and pulled me beneath him. He held me delicately in his arms as he said those words over and over again.