There’s something about someone telling you they love you, right? Especially when it’s someone you love very much. When your children say, “I love you, Daddy.” When you’re parents say, “I love you, Sweetheart.” Maybe I’m funny, but I want to hear my name when Shahram tells me he loves me. He just started doing it after 9 years of us being together. It gives me thrill every time. He calls me honey through the day, but when he tells me he loves me and uses my name, I feel it. It’s not just something to say when he’s getting off the phone with me, like it used to be. I know he’s feeling it, and he’s giving it to me when he says, “I love you, Nichole.”
I think he started doing this when, indeed, he was on the phone and told me he loved me. I said, “I love you, too, Shahram.” I felt it and there was a softness there. He felt it and said, “I love you, Nichole.” It was very good. I could hardly wait until he got home. Now he adds a very nice look when he says it, and I’m feeling it.
I’m not so much into terms of endearment. They seem meaningless or for children, or for people who forget your name. I do enjoy some, like jaan, beautiful, darling, and pretty much anything Shahram says in Farsi, but when he tells me he loves me, I really want to hear my name. How about you?
