I've been married for 10 years, and I've never told my wife I love her. Talk is cheap.
I refuse to say stupid those things that other people do to profess love for their significant other -- and believe me, if she asked, or tried to force me to say it, I'd have serious doubts about whether or not I should be with her.
Anyway, I think you know you love someone when you can spend extended periods of time with him/her, and come back for a second helping with a smile. When we were stuck in our house for days watching movies during last year's snow storms, we didn't want it to end.
Also, she has what I like to call "magic pussy". It's like fucking warm melted butter.
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