There are three words that can humble most of us, I reckon. Three words that make lips tremble and hearts shudder. Three syllables that can bring a person to his or her knees. Three words that can make salty rivulets of joy or pain flood o’er rosy cheeks.
While sitting in a local bistro this morning waiting on Uncle Elathon to show up, I overheard the waitresses talking about their husbands and how they never say those three words. I got to pondering why we are so scared to say those three words. Men and women are terrified of it. Those three syllables are like the plague. No one wants to utter them for fear of bringing a curse of matrimony on them or something. I freak people out all the time by uttering those fatal three words.
I am a shy guy unless under the influence of alcohol. I do not utter a sound, unless I have something of worth to add to a conversation. I listen a lot! My personality matches well with my dumbo ears. 
I am as guilty as anyone of holding back and not saying what I so desperately want to say. The thing that we all have to remember is that we don’t know what tomorrow will bring. So, it is imperative that we say what needs to be said, even if it means losing the upper hand in a relationship. Sometimes you have to say what needs to be said even if it hurts.
Three little words,
That I ponder may hurt you.
Three syllables that vex me,
For a poet who can scribe.
Words that would reverberate
Through the wintriest of nights.
A man confined by his own struggle.
Tis such an arduous task to say
The one gravest single sentence,
The one that’s uttered from the heart,
The one that I am terrified to announce,
The one that stays eternally sincere,
Three of the loveliest words every spoken,
These words,
Just for you,
Dearest Darling,
I love you.
The video below is a song "Say", by John Mayer. The guy is a prick, but extremely talented. I have immense respect for anyone that can write the music and lyrics to a song.
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Never miss an opportunity to use those three little words!
I think I used up a tree over the last 30 years with little notes all with the same message. ‘I love you.’
The three little words were to be found, in Jack’s dressing gown pocket, under the duvet on his side of the bed and in his small case or even in his wash bag when the was away on business.
Elly found them in her lunch box every school day.
Nowadays I finish every phone call with those three little words. Well, who knows, it might be the last time I get to say them!
JD, I LOVE YOU!
Awww Wingnut . . .you have to overcome your shyness. They’re good words when said in earnest. I think they’re thrown around a bit and lose their impact. We’re a very ‘i love you’ family. Never be afraid to utter them if you really mean it. And on another note . . . Mmmm I’ve met a few talented pricks in my day!
Aww…Thank you, Grannymar. Tis very touching what you did for your husband and daughter. Elly is very lucky to have a Mum like you.
Baino, I will do my best to get over my shyness.
It is weird how my shyness seems to melt away when I visit another town and people. Here, everyone knows my family and me. Their judgments are already etched in stone no matter what I do to overcome them. When in another town or place, no one knows me or my family so there is no reason to be anxious.
I love you, ladies.
Thanks you both for your lovely words. 
Aw, JD – this is so sweet and I’m so glad you’ve overcome your shyness to say “I love you”!
Funny, those three little words have never given me any problems, I sometimes think D must get sick of me saying “I love you!”
Touching stuff, JD. Chicks dig sensitive guys.
I wouldn’t know. I was the jock.
Hi JD, sorry I haven’t been around as often as I would have liked to lately. It’s always nice to read your thoughts and poems, and see the photos you take.
On this matter of 3 words, I think I would be more worried about a guy who said I love you all the time but never acted it.
I get a long, squeezy hug. I smile.
Having said that, they are indeed powerful words that can have such an impact on how you feel whether you are the one telling or the one receiving them.
I really really love “I am in love with you.” I think it is such a romantic thing to say to someone.
I say I love you to everyone I love, friends, family, students. And I say “I love you so much it makes my heart ache” to the one and only.
I liked your kiddo pics. You look happy. I don’t hold that shirt against you either, it’s not your fault you were conned into wearing it. Hehe j/k.
I will have to post some of my kiddo pics soon and embarrass myself to no end.
Gx
Love should be like a good story. It should all be about showing rather than telling. Telling someone you love them is hell of a lot easier than actually showing them you do!
Wow…I’ve not received this many responses, since I last talked ’bout love.
AV, getting over shyness is a life long task, I guess?
Brian Damage, some do some don’t. Having said that, I’m not a sissy! I enjoy brawling with the best of them, but I would rather out smart my opponent.
I am anything but a effeminate boyo. 
Gayé, I don’t say it much, but when I do you can bet that I mean it.
I was a very happy kid to have survived so much adversity. My friends used to call me “smiles”, because I never stopped grinning. I still smile a lot! 
And, I highly doubt you can beat that shirt! 
DBA, I couldn’t agree more. It should be about action rather than words. But, words never hurt no one, or have they?
Thanks everyone for your lovely words.
I Love You? Well shite! I thought you were talking about, “I gotta’ pee”!!!
