Back in the day when I was young, idealistic and a bit thick, I asked a boyfriend of mine, 'how much do you love me?' (that alone should tell you was 19), he tried to express his love to my satisfaction, I further asked 'do you love me so much that you'd die for me?' (yep... 19 years old) he responded, 'don't be stupid, what would be the point in that', he went on, 'I love you so much that I'd kill for you', and with that I was content.