So you think you love her?
And you're preparing the day in wich you'll tell her, you're planning every little thing, trying to make everything perfect.
Maybe a hundred red roses will do the trick. Maybe get on your knees and hold a diamond ring. Maybe stop her in the middle of a sentence and just kiss her. Maybe send her a letter, an email, a text message... Maybe show up at her door and say the three words that are said too much, and yet not enough.
And I say why? Why do it?
Don't get me wrong, I'm a romantic, a dreamer, a perfectionist... But I'm not the kinda guy that goes on saying that. I just think being in love is a damn beautiful feeling to go waving it at the wind, unconsequentially.
I think those three words should be felt and not heard. When I say "I love you" to a girl, I want her to already know it.
And that's not acomplished with big romantic gestures, you get that with the little things.
Telling her you love her is like making a puzzle, little piece by little piece...
1 comment:
you're getting odd by the day. I don't get you, what's the matter?
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