[bite-sized fiction] lost for words by gabrielle tozer

pizza03Saying “I love you” isn’t easy.

The words don’t always slip out in a neat little row the way they do in the movies.

Maybe there aren’t enough words to explain how you feel. Maybe there are too many and they multiply until they get jumbled up.

But, when it comes to saying those three little words, it’s often a bit magical – even if you are tongue-tied.

I wrote this piece over a year ago and it is in no way associated with either THE INTERN or FAKING IT.

It’s dedicated to everyone who’s ever struggled to construct full, cohesive sentences in their quest to confess their love to someone.

It’s short, sweet and daggy, and I hope you like it.

Have a merry day,



By Gabrielle Tozer

“Hey, do you have a sec? Something’s been on my mind for a while and I want to talk to you about it… What is it? Good question.

Oh, you want to know the answer? Yeah, sure… Well, so you know how we’ve been friends since kindergarten… or was it grade two? Maybe it was grade two? Or was it grade one? What year did your mum have that affair with the postman? Shit. Sorry. Rambling. Let’s start over.

You and I’ve been friends for 25 years, right? Well, 25 years is a long time. It’s a quarter of a century, which is almost the lifespan of cats and… oh god… I forgot your cat died. Double shit.

Look, your friendship is important to me – more than you probably realise, more than I’ve ever let on – and I… I’ve been doing some thinking and… wait, I said that part already, didn’t I? About the thinking? Forget it. You know how I love my car? And I’ve been devoted to it and spent all my money on it, but then I crashed it… okay, that was a bad example.

I’ll just come out and say it, alright? You’re amazing. No, I’m not joking. I’m not, I swear! I know this is out of the blue – like, really, really out of the blue – but I mean every word. Except for the part when I talked about your dead cat… oh, and your mum cheating.

What do you mean I’m not making sense? That I’m kinda pissing you off? There’s a point… somewhere… I just need you to know one thing, one important thing, okay? When I cut through all the chaos in my head, and ignore all of the butterflies in my stomach, and think about what I want… and what I feel… and what I want to say… need to say… I… I…

I love you.”

Want more? My YA novel THE INTERN is out now through HarperCollins and I am currently editing the sequel FAKING IT (out mid December).