My Zombie plan has been rewritten to include you.
You're the mini-cherry on top of the regular cherry on top of the sundae of awesomeness that is my life.
You make me melt like hot fudge on a sundae.
Baby, you're the only accept state of my finite automaton.
You are my semicolon; always present in everything I do.
You seem awesome and I like awesome people.
Are you Catfishing someone? Just checking...
Need someone to listen to you complain about that bitch from work for an hour?
You make my heart go staccato.