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I could very well be wrong, but it is high time I stopped my exalted protestations of undying love.

But I don't think I'll be able for long, at least here, let's face it.

If there's one thing I have learnt is not to be stingy with the words "I love you".

That's how I want to be remembered the day I die:

"His last words to me were: 'I love you'."

Instread of:

"His last words to me were: 'what's for lunch?' "

Quite a difference, wouldn't you say?