If you wake up one day and were asked to have a wish, what would it be? Mine would be that our love would last until you see an apple in an orange tree.
I see you feel angry. Here's my body, punch me all you want until you released all the anger. You'll hug me afterwards.
I don't know what is more romantic - the thought of seeing you in a few hours or the dream I had about you last night.
I don't know if you've been mentioned in a prophecy with Voldemort lately, but you're definitely my chosen one.