Writing I love You

Once there was this boy.  He was so in love with this girl.  Like he had never felt before.

He told he loved her all the time.  Too much he thought.  He was afraid if he said it too much she would run away.

At times he couldn't control himself and he had to say it again.  So he came up with a plan.  He would write "I L O V E U" with his finger on her arm.  It would be cute.  It would allow him to say it without saying it.  This way he wouldn't scare her off.  It would become a fun game.

She loved it.  She found it cute.  It worked.

He did it for years.

Over time he stopped doing it.  Not because he didn't love her any longer or any less, but because he no longer feared he would scare her off.  Plus they had a family now, there was so much love going around they needed fewer and fewer reminders.

Time passed and he kind of forgot about the game.  He didn't mean too, he just didn't need to play anymore.  They had found so many other was to express there love for each other.

Every once in a while he would do it at a random time.  She would smile.  He loved it when she smiled, but he would still go long periods of time without doing it.

"I L O V E U".  So easy.  So simple.

Now he finds himself wanting to do it more and more.  Now after nearly 3 decades, he still has that overwhelming urge to tell her he loves her.  But now he just says it.  After nearly 30 years, they both know it.  But it wouldn't hurt to have it be cute again.

She deserves some cute.  Some romance.  So it will start happening again.

"I L O V E U".

You're the world to me.  I love you more than anything in the world.