With you, it's... I don't even know how to say it. It's like you're a work of art. Every time I'm with you, I see something new. Something beautiful.

I'm so sorry about all you're going through, but I'm not sorry that it brought you to me.

I chose to spend the day with you. And I'm choosing now to have dinner with you.

I had a whole evening planned. I was hoping to sweep you off your feet. Like those guys in your stupid books.