Say it again.

Say it again, please.

One more time...

"I love you."

My heart beats fast.

"I love you."

My breath stops.

"I love you."


"I love you."

I know you do.

Tell me you love me

Each and every day.

I don't need the reminder.

But I love hearing it.

"I love you."

Here it comes.

"I love you."

My response...




Get it out, girl!

"I love you too!"

My face is red.

I look away.

It sounds odd when I say it.

You smile.


I don't want to look at you...


This is embarrassing.

"Come on."

I'm so sorry.

"It's all right."

" you."

I'm whispering now.

"I love you a lot."

I still don't look up.

"I'm glad. Because I love you."

I know.

Tell me again.

"I love you."


Why does that affect me?

Why do I like that so much?

"I love you.

I'll love you forever."

"I love you too,

For even longer."