there's something about those three little words (or any morphed version for that matter) being uttered to me that makes my knees weak everytime, no matter who says it. well not just anyone, but yeah. gets me a mad case of butterflies and goosebumps. i don't understand though, if people really mean it when they say it..but either way.. mattering feels nice, and i guess that'll never fail to soften my heart. or something.. :o