She doesn't say "I love you" like a normal person.
It's the tears flooding her eyes as she agrees to your impromptu proposal.
It's the blush in her cheeks when you tell her she makes you happy.
It's the shake of her head and tug at the corner of her lips in response to your attempted joke.
She doesn't say "I need you" like a normal person.
It's the heartbreak in her eyes as you wipe her tears.
It's the resignation in her sigh as you grab her hand and offer to take her home.
It's the desperation in her features as you wake her from a nightmare.
She doesn't say "I'm sorry" like a normal person.
It's the way she hits your arm as her eyes shine with mirth.
It's the crossword sitting open on the table after an argument.
It's the hands circling your midsection and the face pressed to your back in the dark of your office during a hard case.
No, she doesn't say "I love you" like a normal person.
Instead, she caresses your cheek and tells you it was chalk.
Instead, she covers you with a blanket to watch a pig decompose.
.
And, if she lies about chalk and covers you to watch a pig decompose...
You, sir, are a lucky man.