"Do you love me?" Why do we ask this again and again even though we know that in reality there is only one right answer to this question? Sometimes the answer comes with a smile or a kiss, other times it comes after a pause or a sigh. Sometimes it's enthusiastic and other times it's dry and mechanical. Sometimes it's convincing, and often it's not. The problem is that when we ask this question, the other person has no choice in giving us the answer.