We are all aware of the phrase “I love you”, and we hope to have it told to us now and then. Some of us even enjoy the act of saying it to those whom we think the world of.
“I love you”, means my mind is filled with thoughts of you, and you alone. It surpasses all other emotional outbursts and is the pinnacle of a real relationship. In fact, there is no better way of saying that you are the one that means more to me than anything else in the world.
When you’re in love, the words “I love you” will send a shiver of sheer joy down your spine. And not just the first time you hear it. You will feel that pleasure every single time, that is assuming you feel the same level of love for the person saying it to you.
But the phrase “I love you” has a darker, slightly evil twin. The much less desirable “Love you” does not give you a fraction of the spine-tingling happiness that “I love you” gives. Yet sometimes we ignore the elephant in the room and hope it doesn’t trample all over our heart and have it splattered in a thousand pieces. We put it down to an accident, laziness, your own hearing, anything that will let your mind believe that “Love you” is the same as “I love you”.
But that “I” is the most important pronoun in the universe when it comes to love. Without it, the declaration of love is just a chore. “Love you” is something you say out of habit, more than genuine feeling. It has become meaningless and robotic. It is impossible to say “Love you” with any sensual overtones. Go ahead, try it. Then add the all important “I” and see how seductive and deep the meaning has become.
So what I am saying is this: If you love someone and you want to tell them you do, make sure you include yourself in the sentence.