You're my favourite kind of chaos.

I don't know your favourite colour yet, but I want to.

You're the kind of cute that's distracting in a meeting.

I don't believe in coincidences, but here you are.

You're giving main character, and I'd love a supporting role.

I keep thinking of reasons to text you. This is one.

I usually play hard to get. You're making it hard to play.

I don't need a sign. I have you in front of me.

I've got a feeling you'd make ordinary days feel like weekends.

Can I call you tonight? I want to practise saying your name.

You're the kind of distraction I'd happily miss a deadline for.

I've been practising being smooth. You're my final exam.

You make "good morning" sound like a good idea.

You look like the best part of someone's day. Can it be mine?

I'd rather be confused with you than certain with anyone else.

Is it just me, or does the room get quieter when you smile?