Three words

Three words seems so small. It never seems to carry enough of what I mean, enough of what I feel. I love you, just does not encompass all of it. When I say I love you, what I mean is I adore you, I think you are wonderful. I mean that I want to hold you and be held by you for an eternity. I mean that I want to be with you in every way that it is possible for two people to be with each other. I mean that I want to kiss you, want to talk to you, want to hear your voice in my ears for the rest of my life. When I say that I love you, I mean that I am hopelessly lost in you, in the idea of you, in the image of you, in the way you care about me. When I say I love you, I mean that I think you are one of the greatest treasures in my life.

I can't say any of these things enough. I always seem to fall short of what I really want to say, and so, I end up falling back on these three words: I love you. I guess that will just have to suffice.