I love you.
Overused.
Abused.
Not felt.
We use those three delicate words to...
Control.
Manipulate.
Destroy.
Never again will I repeat it several times a day.
I will never use it to fill the silent spaces where conversation should be.
I’ll show you.
You’ll see my love every time I look into your eyes.
You’ll feel my soul call to yours with the brush of my hand.
Your heart will feel it every time I smile at you.
I’ll love you so deeply that those three words will cease to exist.
But you will know...Oh sweetheart, you will know.
