I have been hurt. Many times. In the past. And somehow, that made me believe that love is a game. You fall first, you lose. Well, I always lose. I fall fast. It’s one of the disadvantages of being alone for a long time. You fall fast to that first person who shows you kindness. Even though, I knew you were different from the start, I played games. I so wanted to win this time. Then, I realized, I was playing alone. That you were serious. That this is real, there are no games, no push-and-pull, no secrets, no immature things. Every time I doubt, you give me a reason to believe. You’ve given me enough reason to say those three words. Three words to wave the white flag. Three words, then I lose. I fall. I love you.