Saying that you love someone for the first time can be scary because you never know how they will react. Maybe they will respond with a “thank you”, maybe a dumbfounded look, or maybe the coveted “I love you too.” Those three words can either take a relationship to the next level or end it altogether.
Some of these stories are hilarious, some showed that their worst fears would come true, and some were just completely heartwarming. Here’s a collection of some of the best “I love you” stories from people around the internet.
We’d been dating several months. After a brief silence during a romantic dinner, we both started to speak at the same time.
“I love you” came out in perfect synch, as if we had rehearsed it. Yet it was completely natural and genuine – just one blended voice saying what each of us felt.
We were hugging. My stomach growled loudly. She stepped back a little, her arms still on my shoulders and mine on her waist.
“Your tummy must love me,” she said with a smile.
“All of me loves you,” I replied.
An Unexpected Turn
We were laying in bed after dating for about five months and he snuggled me up, said “I love you, I’ve loved you for a long time.” It was so sweet and I said it back. Then, he farted. So it just turned into us laughing and that’s basically our life and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Subtle As A Chainsaw
At the time we were just very close longtime friends. One day I was sick of pining in silence so I told her “you know I’m as subtle as a chainsaw so I’m just gonna say this straight up: I’m in love with you”
She burst out crying and started hugging me trying to choke out “I’ve been trying to work up the guts to say that for months!” In between sobs. It was wonderful
He thought I was asleep, he was leaving for work. I felt a soft kiss on my forehead and a whispered, I love you. I did not say it then. I just lay there and thought how sweet this man was, and how lucky I was for meeting him.
P.S. I Love You
My girlfriend and I were discussing via text what we should do on our date. She lists a couple of movies and ended the text with P.S. I love you. We had never said I love you before and I quickly reply back I love you too.
I didn’t know there was a movie called P.S I love you. She informed me she was talking about the movie but she really was falling in love with me as well…
Married for 7 years now.
I was a little freaked out by how crazy I was about this guy I’d never been so in love. I wasn’t sure how to go about telling him I love him. When we went to bed I’d wait for him to fall asleep then whisper “I love you” before I rolled over. I did this for several nights and was trying to plan a big romantic gesture but instead I accidentally just blurted it out. He immediately grinned and said, “I love you too.”
After dating several more months he makes a confession to me. He has terrible insomnia and used to pretend to fall asleep then sneak out of bed and play video games once I was asleep. So he heard each one of those secret I love you.
We just celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary.
Oh man. We had been together for probably 5 months at the time. There was a moment when he was driving us home (his house) one evening, and we parked in the driveway and he turned on the dome light. And I looked at him and I had this overwhelming feeling and I was about to say it. Apparently he could tell from the way I was looking at him and he quickly just said “don’t”. Talk about being crushed.
A few days later we were going to bed and it was really weighing on me. I started crying and when he asked what was wrong I told him that I was hurt, and that “it’s hard loving somebody when they don’t feel the same way about you”. And he paused for a second and said, “I do”.
I found out that he had been waiting until the NEXT DAY when we were going hiking on his grandparents land. There was this giant sandstone rock he went to when he was a kid, and he wanted to carve our initials in it and tell me there.
And since then I have ruined every surprise he has ever tried to pull off. We’ve been together for 7 years now and I still get that feeling when I look at him.
We were at a wedding reception, taking a break outside admiring the landscaped gardens with a pond complete with a small waterfall and talking about how our relationship had blossomed over the past several months. I told her I loved her, at which point she nearly barfed into the pond.
Turns out I was hugging her a bit too tight and the wedding cake wasn’t settling well for her. That was 5 years ago and we’re engaged now, every once in a while we will still jokingly respond to each other’s “I love you” by pretending to throw up.
I met him in his party days. Every time he got drunk he told me he loved me, but I was under the impression people lied when they were drunk.
When he said it in the middle of the day, via text, I asked “Have you been drinking already?” He said “no, why?” and I explained that he only ever said it when he had been drunk.
“I’ve said it before? Huh. Well, I mean it.”
“In what way?”
“In every way possible.”
He asked me to be his girlfriend by the waterfall and I told him I would love too. He misheard me and said that he loves me too, I awkwardly pointed out the misunderstanding and he said he didn’t take it back. I fell in love with him in that moment and we have now been together for 6 years and getting married in 2020.
A Long Night
My wife and I had been dating for 3 weeks at the time. We both knew going in that our relationship probably wouldn’t last very long as she was moving several hundreds of miles away 3 months after us beginning to date to open / train a new retail location for the company she worked for. We both thought “What the hell, I like him/her we can still have some fun.” Up until this point, we had literally spent every day together, whether in a romantic sense (as a date you pervs) or just hanging around mutual friends.
Her company sponsored a 3 day exploratory trip to the city she was moving to in order to find an apartment / house and we used it as a mini-vacation as they paid for lodging and gave her a healthy per diam for food / fun expenditures. So we went out to a nice restaurant, then a few bars after that… then a few more bars after that… and ended up in the hotel bar after all that. Suffice to say, we were pretty well sauced at that point. After a couple of drinks we finally made it back to our hotel room at about 3 in the morning at which point I declared my love for her in my drunken state, 3 weeks into dating this woman who I hardly knew.
We both woke up in the morning, a little embarrassed and more than a little hung-over. We talked about it and realized we both actually meant the big L word, even if we didn’t mean to say it that early on.
I decided then and there that the shitty job I was working wasn’t enough to tie me to the city I was living in previously, moved in with her at that 3 month mark, and almost a decade later we’re still (very) happily together.
Me: “I love you.”
Her: “I, too, have strong feelings towards you.”
Been married for over a year now. She came around.
Hey, Wake Up!
We had expressed at the beginning of our relationship how we thought “I love you” could only be truly said after about 6 months of dating once you’re past the honeymoon phase and really know the person. Then I fell in love with him almost immediately. I held it in a long time to avoid freaking him out. After three months of dating, we were lying in bed and I was wide awake because I wanted nothing more than to tell him how I felt. He was dozing off. I poked him awake and quietly said “I think I’m in love with you.” In his sleepy daze, he rolled over, bear hugged me and pulled me in close to cuddle. He told me “I love you too.” And I cried because it was one of the sweetest moments I’d experienced in a very long time.
Working Up The Courage
It actually happened a few nights ago. I was drifting in and out of sleep for at least an hour while we were in bed and she turned toward me and whispered “I love you” in my ear and I said it back and that was that. apparently, she had been working up the nerve to say it for the whole hour I was sleeping and it was quite the statement to wake up to but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. we then proceeded to have mushy relationships conversations late into the night so I’m glad I had the nap beforehand.
I said to my now wife “I love you.” after only 2 weeks of dating. She, rightfully so, freaked out. I tried to backtrack. That made it more awkward. I then tried to just go to sleep in hopes of waking up not single. Tried again 8 months later; was successful.
Wait longer than 2 weeks, people.
A Sweet Hangman Puzzle
Back in 2010, I gave her a hangman puzzle at the beginning of the day, (The answer was I love you) in between classes she would guess letters. It was almost our 1 year together. At the end of the day, I was given a kiss with an I love you too. Still, have it somewhere even tho it’s faded, I’ll post a picture after work if I can find it.
I Like You Too
We were drunk and laying in bed. She said it and I didn’t hear her. I thought she said “I like you” so I said, ” I like you too”. Then she started crying… I do love her though and now I make sure I tell her that at every opportunity.
We had broken up, he had said he wasn’t that into me. Six months later he rings me up, wants to have a beverage.
We sit at the table, he stares around, makes small talk, we get our sodas, I finally ask what’s up, angry because he ended the relationship and he looks so handsome, so I tell him to either speak his mind or I’ll leave, he writes “I love you” on the table with the condensation from his soda.
I cried because I had been missing him terribly. We got back together and the relationship has been so smooth and beautiful for over five years.
She grew up in Hong Kong and went back for Christmas for the first time after we’d been together for a couple of months. I wanted to say it to her at the airport when she got back but chickened out all the taxi ride back to her place. We were sitting in her bedroom and I finally blurted it out, and she said: “Is that why you’ve looked so worried since I got back?”.
We went on a stargazing date. Very romantic, lots of hugging, sharing of jackets, the whole shebang. At some point, he turns to me, kisses me, pinches my earlobe, and says “I lobe you”. I don’t think I’ve ever rolled my eyes harder. We both said “I love you” within the next hour.
We were sitting on a couch watching Doctor Who. I said, “I have something to tell you.” She said, “You love me?” I said yes. She said, “I love you, too.”
5 months in, we were driving back from a quiet bar. It was a very still night and I wanted to say it, but I didn’t know if she was ready. She told me she had trouble expressing affection; her parents weren’t very close to her as a child.
I caved into my own impulse and said it though, and she repeated the sentiment but told me she was struggling with the concept of “love”, that I had to be patient with her as she experienced new emotions. Our relationship will be 3 years strong next month.
I said ‘I love you’ and he wasn’t ready to say it back. He was very surprised and couldn’t stop saying ‘wow, you love me’ and then a little more teasing ‘you loooooove me’. I may have cried a little and he felt awful.
When he said it to me, he wouldn’t leave me alone while I was cooking dinner and as I snapped ‘GET OFF OF ME’, he quietly told me he loved me too.
Not Too Soon
The night before I left for SE Asia for 2 weeks. We had been exclusively dating for about a month. I was worried it would be too soon but I just had to tell her before I left. She told me that if I hadn’t done that she would have told me the day I got back. Happily married now!
I had almost said it about 30 minutes prior. It took me by surprise because never before had i had to stop myself from just blurting out those 3 words especially first. We walked to the train bridge in town. The sun was setting slowly and he looked at me and said “I love you”. I had a huge smile on my face as I looked up at him, and kissed him passionately. When I pulled back, I was still smiling and said “I love you”. He laughed and said “I know”. It was then that I realized I missed my chance of making a Star Wars reference.
A Drunk Message
I was really drunk I told him I loved him then passed out. The next day he asked if I remembered what I said and I told him I remembered and he asked if I meant it, I told him I think so and he said he thought he loved me too.
We celebrated our 1 year anniversary yesterday.
A Long Time Coming
I was standing with her on the third story of a fire escape outside of a dormitory apartment we had gone over to that night. We had just stepped out for some air, and we were looking out on all these people who were running around and dancing beneath us on the quad. The stars were…I don’t know, they were there. I don’t ******* remember the sky; I was staring at her. It started to rain, and she said, “Want to get out of here?” right as I said, “I’m in love with you.” And then she laughed and said, “Oh, I’ve been in love with you for a long time.
I was having a ‘drug experience’ and I shouted it to my boyfriend on Facetime about a month into our relationship. It was probably not time and he politely ignored it. But several weeks later I said it again and he said that he knew of course, and that we don’t always have to shout everything. That more or less remains the theme of our relationship.
I fainted in college and when I was going to the hospital, I told a close friend that I was in love with them. ‘Im not into you like that,’ he told me and then told someone else they should probably go with me to the hospital. That’s the only person I’ve ever said it to.
Not Lost In Translation
My first ‘I love you’ was to my first boyfriend in my freshman year of college. We had been dating for a week and we were sort of snuggling in a movie theater. I don’t really know why, but I just blurted out, ‘I love you’…but in Russian. I think I wanted to downplay the moment, and even though he didn’t speak a word of the language, he looked at me and said, ‘I think I know what you just said.’ A few days later, he told me he loved me too. A part of me definitely thought we said those things too quickly but in all honesty, the feelings we shared were very genuine and as crazy as it was, it felt strangely normal.
When I finally told her I loved her it was in response to her saying it first and I had already been in love with her for months — OK, longer. We had been best friends before dating, so as many lady BFFs do, we said, ‘I love you’ all the time. When our relationship changed from friendship to romance it was like flipping a switch — you couldn’t say those three little words anymore unless you meant it like that.
After we had been officially dating for a month or so we were lying in bed doing that weird couple thing where you just stare at each other and cuddle — obviously still in the honeymoon phase of I can’t believe this person feels the same way about me. She just said it, out of the blue, and I had a physical reaction in my chest I’ve never experienced before. Obviously hearing those words meant so much, but why did it make my chest hurt? I took a minute and then said it back, as if I wanted to say it after a few beats of silence so it wasn’t just in response to her saying it.
A year later we broke up and didn’t speak for a few months. Then we tried very slowly to become friends again. These days we still say ‘I love you’ but it’s back to that mode of friendship, sprinkled with a slightly deeper meaning due to our past. No more chest pain.”
Easy As Pie
It was when the weekend was ending and he had to go back to his house, which was an hour away. It oddly felt the same as asking the person out, because I’m the kind of insecure person that no matter how great the situation is, it’s hard for me to forget about that small chance they might not return the feeling — even though you shouldn’t expect them to say it back. But he said it back…after commenting that it was the first time I said it.”
Taking The Plunge
This guy and I were an on-again-off-again, openly-secretly, together-but-not thing all through college. We’d kissed and slept together a couple of times, but it was either after he fought with me, fought with his actual boyfriend of four years, or a bottle of whiskey. Before he left to study abroad in Europe, I told him I loved him. When he asked what that meant, I said that I cared about him and that he was a big part of my life. He said that he felt the same way, but he wouldn’t say the words. It’s a scary sentence, I don’t blame him — but I was glad I took the plunge and got hurt, rather than having not jumped at all.
The Phone Call
I had always pictured my first ‘I love you’ to be super romantic and have sparklers go off simultaneously like every movie you watch as a little kid. My first long-term boyfriend in high school was talking to me on the phone one night a couple months into our relationship, and I could hear his two best guy friends laughing in the background. At the end of our conversation he said, ‘I love you’ super quick and then the guys started giggling. I sat there for a second not knowing if it was a joke or not and then I SUPER AWKWARDLY and quickly mumbled it back. To make things more cringe worthy there was five LONG seconds of silence, and he said it one more time and hung up. Because we were 15 and super awkward, it took us a while to say it again in real life.”
A Dive Bar Moment
The first time I said ‘I love you’ to my most recent girlfriend, I didn’t really say it. Not exactly when I wanted to, anyway. She and I had been dating seriously for about a month. One night, when we were out seeing a show together, we found ourselves drunk in the same bathroom stall at a dive-y venue in Seattle. We were having a great time together and both feeling what we thought was the magic of being in love (but what might have really been about five cocktails a piece), and we gazed at each other across the scummy toilet and I could tell we both wanted to say ‘I love you.
My girlfriend at the time could tell, too, so she blurted out, ‘LET’S NOT SAY IT! Not drunk at a dive bar in a dirty bathroom stall!’ Phew! She saved the moment. We both cracked up, kissed, and said ‘I love you’ for the first time later that night in a gloriously clean and comfy bed.”
The first time I said it we were in the car. Not driving, but in the backseat. My sister was driving and my mom was in the front. It was that quiet, cozy time in the afternoon, and we were snuggled up. Some perfect song was playing and he said it first, really quiet and really close, so that only I could hear. I didn’t say anything for a few minutes, it was nice to just soak up that moment. Then I said it back and we sat in silence until the car made its way home.