Those Three Words
I’m a ‘man of my words’ type of girl. The written ones, the spoken ones.
I think all people should be responsible of their own words. Beautiful or bad, happy or sad. And I think, “I love you” is a really bold statement. It takes a lot of responsibilities. It takes time. In some cases, it takes a lifetime. For me, it is not only about letting a person know. This is one of my favorite piece of Jonathan Safran Foer’s novel, Extremely Loud Incredibly Close,
“She wants to know if I love her, that’s all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.”
Brilliantly said.
I think many people say “I love you” a bit too easily. They say it loud, they make songs, they tweet it, they carve it on trees. It is not the point for me. There are too few of them, who keep the responsibilities. So, I decide to be careful. To say it less, so it wouldn’t be less special. To mean it, and keep it.
Instead, I say: “I’m happy. Let’s go to the zoo, or to the park, so we can play, and take pictures of our laugh.” Or, “I’m hungry, let’s have some sushi and green tea.”

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