Three words.
Eight letters.
One big meaning.
It's kinda crazy how hearing him say just those three little words can completely take my breath away. It's an indescribable feeling, but it's one that I never want to go away.
When he tells me he loves me I know he means it. I know that no matter what he will be there for me. No matter what, his hand is mine to hold. And his arms are always open for me. I know that I'm going to change but I know that he's gonna be right by my side the entire time. I've never felt this secure with anyone. I didn't think I ever would. Then he came along...And made everything okay.
Honey, I love you. And I've got this crazy feeling that we might just make it. =]