I lock the office and whisper to the empty hallway that you're my reason to smile.

I grab an umbrella and think distance means nothing when it comes to you.

Wiping down the kitchen counter, I know life is better with you.

I text you a photo of the sunset because you brighten my day.

On the rooftop after work, I tell the night you are my north star.

I heat up leftovers and feel more and more each day for you.

Putting on soft socks, I admit I'm head over heels for you.

I take off my tie and realize you light up my world.

I scroll through old photos and whisper you are the love of my life.

Wiping the crumbs off the table, I smile that you are perfect in every way.

I rest my head on the couch and know you are my safe place.

I glance at the moon on the walk home and feel forever and always.

Car keys on the counter remind me you are my one and only.

I tie my shoes and feel like we are a perfect match.

After filing one last report, I know I will always love you.

I warm my hands on a mug and think you make my day.

On the slow elevator ride down, I realize you are my person.

Sitting at my kitchen table with a sandwich, I know you are the missing piece of my puzzle.

Checking my messages one more time before bed, I confess you have my heart.

I hang up my coat and feel like my heart belongs to you.

The rain on the window makes me certain fate brought us together.

Late-night takeout on the couch reminds me we were meant to be.

After a long meeting, I close my eyes and feel butterflies in my stomach thinking of you.

I pour a glass of wine and know deep down in my heart you're my soulmate.

At the bus stop under the streetlamp, I admit you stole my heart.

I unlock the door and the house becomes home because you are my home.

Walking past the corner store tonight, I felt the stars aligned for us.

The kettle boils and suddenly the world makes sense: you make my heart skip a beat.

Folding my work shirt, I smile because you are my better half.

I put on my slippers and feel like my missing piece is waiting for me.

After clocking out, I stand on the balcony and know you are the one.

On the late train home, the city lights feel right because you are my sunshine.

I wash the dinner dishes and think how you make me whole.

Sitting on the porch with a cold beer after work, I realize you complete me.

I kept your jacket because you left it and I’d rather drop it off than forget to mention it.

I want to tell you something silly about my drawer of receipts when you have a minute.

I held onto the ticket stub you dropped; it’s on my desk now.

Your quick ‘good luck’ text at four kept me steady for the rest of the day.

I grabbed an extra coffee because I thought you might need one on the way home.

I keep replaying the way you corrected me gently in the meeting — thank you.