Are you a singularity? Not only are you attractive, but the closer I get to you, the faster time seems to slip by.
Permit me to restructure the periodic table of elements and I would place U and I together.
Are you the square root of -100? Because you’re a solid 10 but too good to be real!
I’m not an astronomer, but I still promise to give you the sun, moon, and stars.
If four plus four equals eight, then me plus you equals fate.
Without you, I’d disintegrate.
Your body must be made of oxygen and neon because you are the ONe.
There’s an earthquake in my heart, and you’re the epicenter.
Hey baby, are you the Earth? Because all things are attracted to you...
Roses are red. Bromothymol is blue. My love for you doesn’t have an endpoint.
You're hotter than sulfuric acid and sugar and you smell twice as sweet.
According to the second law of thermodynamics, you’re supposed to share your hotness with me.
I=f(U), I can't function without you.
You must be vaporizing from a solid-state because I think you are absolutely sublime.
Do you like math? No? Me neither. In fact, the only number I care about is yours.
Heisenberg was wrong. I'm certain about what you're doing tonight.
You have the nicest syntax I've ever seen.
Hey girl…
Can I call-cu-later?
Let’s act like we’re a couple of colonists and do a few intolerable acts together.
Let’s show Potassium and water that the two of us can make a more energetic reaction together than them!
I was working on my family history. Do you think it's too early to list you as a spouse?
Can you tell me the oxidation state of this atom? If you can’t, then you can tell me your phone number instead?
You’re so hot you make my lab goggles fog up.
The two of us go perfectly together like hydrogen and oxygen.
According to Newton’s law of universal gravitation, If I’m attracted to you, then you’re attracted to me.
You're embarrassed by my dense pickup lines? OK, I won't continuum. I'll be more discrete.
Hi, I hear you’re good at algebra… Will you replace my X without asking Y?
Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you are Cu-Te.
The square root of all my fantasies is you.
In my own version of the periodic table of elements, the number one element is U.
Did you invent the airplane? ‘Cause, you seem Wright to me.
As I only have two factors, I’m the prime candidate for you.
You are one well-defined function!
Kiss me if I’m wrong, but trilobites still exist, right?
I’ll open your heart like Nixon opened the door to China in ’72.
I’m more interested in you than the Fundamental Theorem of Calculus.
You seem to be traveling at the speed of light because time always seems to stop when I look at you.
You must be a fossil because I would love to date you.
How about drinking some alcohol to catalyze your love reaction a bit more?
Are we going to do some gravity experiments? Okay, let’s test how fast I would free fall for you.
You must be mitochondria because you are the powerhouse of my heart.
Woah, that attractive field of yours is pulling me in! By any chance, are you a Van de Graaff generator?
I’m not being obtuse, you are acute girl.
Girl, we must be a bipartite graph, because I just thought of an efficient algorithm for finding an optimal matching for the two of us.
You have one compact set.
Are you a 45-degree angle, because you’re perfect.
I must be a litmus paper, and you must be acid. Because every time I come into contact with you, I turn all red.
I heard you like math, so what’s the sum of U+Me?
I love all of your stratified layers!
If there was no gravity on this planet, I would still fall for you.