not baubles to bestow
only to be revoked when I fail to perform,
not a drug with a dosage
to be carefully controlled to avoid addiction,
not some scrap of food
to be carefully rationed in such portions
that hunger pangs grow worse for having tasted.
Speak them, live them.
'I love you.'
*image from http://www.flickr.com/photos/gomi/3385367/
There are those people who may feel love but will never say the words or demonstrate it meaningfully. There are those who don't love you but who will say they do for the sake of manipulation. There are those who will say it because you've served some purpose in their life and they may mean it in their own limited way. I'm not counting any of them. I'm counting the few and unfettered souls who truly love enough to be there when it's hard to do so and when it costs something. I'm counting the ones who truly mean the words and who freely express them in utmost sincerity knowing what a gift and healing balm it is to do so. You know who you are. I want you to know how much you mean, that I do not take those words for granted, and that I love you as well.