With all my heart I promise to be here when the oven burns dinner and we both laugh.

From the bottom of my heart I mean it: you warm my heart on every ordinary Thursday.

Sitting on the porch swing at dusk, my heart melts every time you touch my hand.

Watching you near the window, your laugh melts my heart like sunlight through glass.

Standing under the umbrella, you are the key to my heart and I trust you with it.

Reading your note in the rain, my heart is yours without condition.

After that long day, your hug made it clear you have my heart.

You stole my heart when you fixed my bike with that determined frown.

Holding your hand in the grocery aisle, my heart belongs to you and always will.

At dawn on the balcony, the spark between us warmed the whole morning.

When sparks fly between us at midnight, I know nothing else matters.

Every time you walk in, you make my heart skip a beat like a song stuck on repeat.

The butterflies in my stomach at your voicemail never stop, even on Tuesday.

When you kissed me at the pier, I was weak in the knees and completely yours.

You had me at hello when you smiled across the lecture hall.

That first glance across the room was pure love at first sight for me.

You swept me off my feet the first time you danced in the kitchen.

Reading your scribble by the coffee maker, I knew my soulmate had brewed my heart.

Finding your old note in a book felt like the universe brought us together.

When the train delayed us and we talked, fate brought us together for sure.

Seeing you at the farmer's market convinced me destiny brought us together.

You in the doorway laughing made you my perfect match in that instant.

On our first road trip I felt a match made in heaven with every mile.

The way you fold the sheets makes me believe we were made for each other.

Walking home in the snow, I whispered we were meant to be.

When I found your note in my jacket, I knew you are my one and only.

On Saturday mornings with coffee, it's clear you are the one for me.

Under the tram's glow, I realized you are my person and I won't let go.

Meeting you at the bus stop, it hit me: you complete my puzzle.

You are the missing piece of my puzzle every time I see your smile in the mirror.

After that terrible Monday, your text saying 'hi' was the missing piece of my day.

Watching the sunset on our balcony, you make me whole in the quiet light.

When you laugh at the cafe across the street, I remember you are my everything.

At 2 a.m. on the couch, your head on my chest, my other half feels like home.

On this rainy Tuesday, holding your hand makes me know you complete me.

I felt glad today remembering the way you corrected my pronunciation and laughed.

I made a note to buy your favorite ice cream for when you need a small rescue.

I like knowing you’re on the other end of the line when I lock up at night.

I want to hear about the sandwich you made because your taste choices amuse me.

I noticed the scuff on your phone case and thought, that’s where you live a little.