Everybody has the tendency to go yippee at the sound of the three word phrase “I LOVE YOU“, especially coming from a special someone, that person you have fantasized about, day-dreamed about, architect your entire life around. It feels like an answered prayer, the straw that breaks the camel called “waiting”s ’back.
But on the other hand, it has been a weapon that has razed a friendship built over a long time just because she wasn’t expecting it from you, or she calls you bestie and you call her honey. There seems to be a zone in between you both, now the relationship is downgraded to good morning, good morning as against long hours of talking and taking a walk together.
Or when the “I Love You” comes from “her”, this will either be two things. “I never knew she saw me like this and BOOM!!!, there awakes the spark and they lived happily ever after, at least till she finds somebody else she is bold enough to tell the magic phrase and her excuse to you becomes “I didn’t know quite much then”.
For the other side of this coin, you have been waiting to say it, but because she became a little impatient for you to be the man, ego sets in and BOOM!!! the spark crashes. Your story becomes “once upon a time”.
Do you remember my post; “A LOVE SCENE IN THE LIBRARY”? Imagine things finally work out between those two and they are called to tell the tale of their love. Coming from the lady, she will say “It all started one evening in the library” but for the guy, he will be like, “Hahaha!!!, it started in the cafeteria two months before I finally manned up in the library that evening. A little sad for him though, thank God he finally got what he has dreamed of for months, imagine if he never did, that will be so sad a story.
Now consider these pickup lines; “I’ve never quit loving you and never will. Expect love, love, and more love!” and “My love never quits”. These two statements were taken from the Holy Bible, God referring to you.
Have you ever been asked out by an angel…No! Not that kind of angel, I know you call your boyfriend/girlfriend “my angel”. I am talking about a real angel, WOAH! You say. Imagine you never get to accept the love of the one that gave the Angels their splendour and beauty, Him that is called “perfect in beauty”. That will form the saddest tale of love ever staged.
This love is real, accept it.
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