I see you're 52 miles away. I would have guessed heaven is a lot further.
I'd walk a million miles for one of your smiles. And, even further for that thing you do with your tongue.
Want to get dinner sometime? (Yeah, I'm old fashioned.)
I wanna paint you green and spank you like a disobedient avocado.
Tacos sometime? Check yes or no.
Are you emotionally unavailable or emotionally damaged?
Hey, I'm looking for a ski-ball partner. You in?
What sort of opener would get you to talk to me?
When are you going to take me to dinner and buy me fancy things?
I'm curious: what does an angel put on her resume?