The three little words ‘I love you’ change everything, and not always for the better. You can have a great day, a fantastic meal in a candlelit restaurant.

Then somebody says ‘I love you, and if one of you isn’t ready, it completely ruins everything.

Once those three fat words little drop like a boulder into the pool of perfectly happy relationship, they cause tidal wave.

You can be happy rubbing along together, he’s not great looking but then maybe you’re not either. He’s a bit boring but you’re a bit moody.

Sex is ok and you both do your share of lying about how great it was and developing a headache or in his case back ache.

Then one of you says ‘I love you’ and waits for the other to reciprocate.

It’s a lose, lose situation. If you say it back then you know that the pressure will be on to progress to cohabitation or marriage, but if you don’t, they wear that suck their face up their nostrils expression, are in a mood for days and may see no point in carrying on the relationship..blah..blah..weep!

All this misery, when you were perfectly happy before those three words appeared.

I’ve been laughing happily, after a snog and some cute expression on a guy’s face has made me tip the words out and they lie there and I know that he’s thinking oh shit! And I’m feeling ‘oh shit’ too and I say ‘joking’ or ‘not really,’ but I can tell he doesn’t believe me and I don’t really believe myself and the words just lie there grinning and ruining everything.

Strange those words can cause such havoc, when they are the best words in the world.