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It has often been noted that the English language is bad at describing certain things, and often people will try to dredge up the Greek words philia, eros, agape, et cetera.

Here's the thing, though - the English language is really only bad at describing love if you are bad at English. There are plenty of English synonyms for love (both the noun and the verb) that can communicate all the nuances of your emotions and your relationship. You could say you feel passion, or amorousness, or adoration, or infatuation. You could use words like devotion, or worship, or appreciate, or idolize, or venerate.

And if, unlike Jamie, you have a decent command of cultural references (musically or otherwise), you could draw parallels to Tristan and Iseult, or Cinderella and Prince Charming, or Neo and Trinity. You could quote William Shakespeare or Elizabeth Barrett Browning or Bob Dylan or Justin fucking Bieber. That's what cultural references are for - not just alphabetizing tropes on some wiki or selling a t-shirt of Deadpool in a damn Tardis - cultural references are for refining your own communication.

At least, that's what I use them for.

(Saturday evening, INT: EB and JH's living room, couch)

JH: I... I wasn't trying to force anything too soon in our relationship. You... you don't have to say the L-word back.
EB: Well, that's the common implication, that we'd both turn the keys on the nuclear option at the same time. Otherwise it's... we're off-balance.
JH: It's just... I do happen to love you, Ellen. That is how I feel right now, that's how I'm oriented. It is a fact that is not meant to imply any obligation on your part.
EB: I know, I know. You're just being Jamie. It's still weird for me. I'm feeling a lot of pressure, over here.
JH: I guess it would help if we could define our terms a little more clearly. The English language is just a tad imprecise, here. What is love?
EB: Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more.
JH: I... I'm trying not to, Ellen, I swear.
EB: Oh my God, Jamie, listen to a popular song just once in your life, I am begging you.