Words aren't enough to tell you how amazing you are.
Slow doesn't have to mean soft.
When I look into your eyes, it is like a gateway into the world of which I want to be a part.
If your heart was a prison, I would like to be sentenced for life.
My love for you is like a concave up function because it is always increasing.
I am dying to kiss you, to hug you with my arms, to caress your skin, to reach your tenderness and your passion. To love you.
Don't stop! I don't usually get to see beauty in motion.
Consider this your two-minute warning... before I kiss you.
The thing that I like the most about your voice is when you talk to me.
We voted you the "Most Beautiful Girl Here" and the grand prize is me.