You're unromantic.

Stoic on the outside,

Oh how hollow your heart is,

Your face still with no emotions.

You're unromantic.

Not black nor white, just gray.

A middle class with no opinion,

Someone neutral and bland.

You're unromantic.

You don't give roses.

You don't send poetries,

You don't say 'I love you's.

You're unromantic.

And yet I fell

For someone who's not deep,

A boy with no sweet words carried.

You're unromantic,

And yet there's warmth in your touch,

Kindness in your words,

And love in your eyes.

You're unromantic.

You didn't give me flowers.

You gave me encouragement.

You gave me love.

You're unromantic.

And I'm glad you're not poetic.

For I don't want to fall for deep words,

I want you somewhere near, somewhere easy to reach.

You're unromantic.

And you don't say sweet words.

You show it.

And I know from your gestures.

You're unromantic.

And I love you.

I love every single bit of you.

It's crazy.

You're unromantic.

But baby that doesn't mean you can't love,

That only shows how much you reserve your love

Only for me to feel.

You're unromantic.

And I'm so glad I met you.

For there's more to love

Than just a stalk of rose or clause of words.

You are Park Jimin,

That unromantic guy,

Who never made me feel unloved.

And that's your own kind of romance.