Sometimes, Not Always

Those three special words can evoke such a potpourri of emotions and reactions... you know the ones - Free Food & Drinks! Hey, that was three words and a symbol, okay. But, nope, I'm not talking about those words. I'm talking about the "I love you" business that many wait on pins and needles for, cream themselves over, argue about, or only proclaim when they want something.

On any given day you can hear half of any couple ending a phone call with their partner or side dish with a monotone delivery of "I love you." It becomes standard. It gets to the point where you could almost find yourself in the midst of similar exchanges:

'How was your day?'

I love you.

'What do you want for dinner?'

I love you.

'I'm leaving you for someone else.'

I really love you.

"I love you" becomes a phrase said simply because it's routine. This profession is a novelty in every fairly new or passionate relationship, the typical way of preceding a "bye." But I just don't like to say it because it's my duty.

I've had a very special person in my life for years. 'Sometimes, not always' is how often he says "I love you, Firecracker!" Ha. It is such a rarity. But when he does say something sweet, he pours it on thick and the sincerity in his declaration is valued because it carries symptoms of endangerment. I've heard those three words on a very frequent basis in the past, but I prefer to be slapped upside the head with it infrequently and unexpectedly. It just feels better that way.