I heart you, said the boy to the girl. The girl, visibly offended, frowned almost audibly, although the motives for her offense were less than apparent. She couldn’t handle being passive aggressive any longer, and burst into a violent tirade against the now shaken boy. (visibly shaking, I should add)
“You heart me? Let me allow that sentence to sink in. Do you really believe, in your heart of hearts, that the heart has any other function than pumping blood to your pitiful brain? I don’t heart you, I would rather brain you!”
And so they lived happily ever after.