Besides, I'm not jealous. I'm just so in love with you that there isn't anything else.

I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.

I've thought about nothing else but you.

I’m so deep in love that I can hardly see.

I am so submerged in the sweet fire of love that I cannot grasp anything except the whole of love, which melts all the marrow of my soul and body.

I am catastrophically in love with you.

It happens that I want you, and so I just haven’t room for any other desires.

When love exists, nothing else matters, not life’s predicaments, not the fury of the years, not a physical winding down or scarcity of opportunity.

I am approximately 96.694444% in love with you. Of course, that’s just a rough estimate.

I felt in love, not with anything or anybody in particular but with everything.

I am always in love.

You have within you more love than you could ever understand.

There is something so beautiful inside you that if you knew it, you would fall in love with it. It is irresistible. You can truly experience that.

She's so in love with me, she doesn't know anything. That's why she's in love with me.