I want to kiss you so thoroughly that you lose your ability to stand.

And if we never visit Paris, that's okay. Your heart is my exotic destination every day.

The way our fingers intertwine feels so natural and right; as if our hands hold memories of meeting in a thousand other lifetimes.

He'd been saving up his love for years and years, waiting for the right person
to spend his fortune on.

It was at that point Ginny felt a presence and turning to look into his eyes she knew destiny was waiting, just around the corner, over the hill. His dark limpid pools, full of hope and wonder, gazed longingly at her and slowly, as his stare captured her heart, a hush descended. All that surrounded them slipped away into darkness until she could see only him. What happened next was a blur.

There are seven billion faces smiling in as many ways
But if I don’t see yours, I consider it a wasted day.