I’ll open your heart like Nixon opened the door to China in ’72.
You are so hot, you must be what is causing Global Warming.
In my own version of the periodic table of elements, the number one element is U.
Let’s act like we’re a couple of colonists and do a few intolerable acts together.
Scientists have recently discovered a rare new element called Beautium. It looks like you are made of it.
Copernicus was wrong, you are the center of my universe.
I know my math. And you’ve got one significant figure!
Are you a keyboard? Because you're my type!
Permit me to restructure the periodic table of elements and I would place U and I together.
If you were an element you'd be francium because you're the most attractive.
Baby you could even make the Cold War hot!
My love for you is like a Trojan Horse, it’ll sneak up on you when you least expect it.
You are one well-defined function!
You have changed my world to polar coordinates. Complex and imaginary things now have a magnitude and direction.
You are the square to my root.
Are you an exception? I bet I can catch you.
You are my belongingness to my Maslow's Humanistic Theory based on the Hierarchy of needs.
You are the HCl to my NaOH. With our sweet love, we could make an ocean together.
Every function without you will always be void of love.
If we were binary, you’d be the one for me.
I’m so glad prohibition was repealed, because I’m drunk on you.
Kiss me if I’m wrong, but trilobites still exist, right?
You must be the square root of two because I'm irrational around you.
You must have been born in an open cluster because you shine as if you were a young star.
You must be vaporizing from a solid-state because I think you are absolutely sublime.
You are the Renaissance to my Dark Ages, you light up my world.
I wish your name was Avogadro because then I would already know your number.
Roses are red and so is the state, let us be comrades because I think you are great
If you were a dynamically allocated variable in a C++ program, you'd create a leak. Because I'd never delete you from my life.
I’m attracted to you like the earth is attracted to the sun – with a large force inversely proportional to the distance squared.
I hear you don’t like fractions. So will you let me be your other half?
You must be mitochondria because you are the powerhouse of my heart.
The Tsar Bomba, the most powerful nuclear explosive in recorded history, has an output of 57 megatons of TNT
And that pales in comparison to how much of a bombshell you are.
Did you just swallow a magnet? Because I’m so attracted to you right now.
Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you are Cu-Te.
I memorized the first 300 digits of pi. If you gave me the 7 digits of your phone number, I could memorize them too.
Sedimentary rock has got nothing on the many layers of your amazing personality.
Baby, you make all my binary search trees balance.
Are you the square root of -100? Because you’re a solid 10 but too good to be real!
Your body must be made of oxygen and neon because you are the ONe.
Will you be the perimeter to my world?
You are photon quanta to my valence electron because you excite me to a higher energy level.
I love all of your stratified layers!
You seem to be traveling at the speed of light because time always seems to stop when I look at you.
Looking at the sediment grain size scale, it looks like you’re finer than silt.
If there was no gravity on this planet, I would still fall for you.
To me, you’re just like hydrogen because you’re number 1!
Let’s show Potassium and water that the two of us can make a more energetic reaction together than them!
You are beryllium, gold, and titanium all rolled into one. Simply BeAuTi-ful.
You are sweeter than 3.14.
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