You could write me a book using words that were incomprehendable to me. Pages filled with words, beautiful words, to send my head spinning and make my heart flutter. But one, or even ten books would still leave me dissatisfied.
You could write me a song and sing with a voice that could melt even the hardest of hearts. Bars and staves filled with melodies only imagined by angels and, surely, only sung by them. All the notes in the world, sung by all the beings of the heavens would still leave me wanting more.
We could talk for hours about the things closest to our hearts that no other person knew. We could laugh and cry with each other and encourage one another with a million words. But even for your many words, my heart would be heavy.
But at the sound of those THREE WORDS my world would be complete - even if only for a second.
My heart would skip a beat and I would soon lose control. My whole body would be overwhelmed with joy. My mind would be flooded with thoughts scattered here, there and everywhere, about what I wouldn't know - incomprehensible thoughts. My hands would shake, or perhaps be completely still - either way, they would not be under my conrol. The corners of my mouth would quickly beam upwards and the happiness of my heart would be portrayed by the lighting up of my face.
They would be my completion.
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