Hypothetically, I'll be married to her, the most beautiful woman in the world and she will not only feel the same way, but will want to be married too.

Hypothetically, we'll have two kids. A boy named Asher and a girl named Brooklyn. And she'll love them and love the thought of having kids.

Hypothetically, we're gonna own a house and she'll enjoy that she has a permanent place, not just another apartment.

Hypothetically, she'll want me. And she'll kiss me in the morning and be such a hopeless romantic.

Hypothetically, we'll have each other. Forever and always. And I won't be just a face she passes everyday and smiles at.

Hypothetically, we'll be something more than just a professor and a student.