My love for you is like the derivative of a concave up function because it is always increasing. We're going to assume this concave up function resembles x^2 so that slopes is actually increasing.
I want to tell you your fortune. [Take her hand and write your phone number on it.] Your future is clear.
If I could reach out and hold a star for everytime you've made me smile, I'd hold the sky in the palm of my hand.
Do you bleach your teeth? 'Cause your smile lights up the entire room like a candle in the dark. Let's go prove it.