"You didn't even give her a rose today, you're so unromantic, man."
Absolutely! I am unromantic. But why are you so concerned about me being romantic. Go up to her and say my name in front of her, and then watch her reaction. See if she can hide her shyness, control her smile or not.
A flower to prove my love seems very humiliating to both of us.
Our romance is far different than you can imagine. We don’t have to say “I love you” a hundred times a day, we don’t have to write cheesy lines for each other. We don’t get jealous of each other’s other friends. We don’t spy on each other to trust each other.
You just go and tell her about some other girl I’m in a relationship with. She won’t get sad or angry, she won’t shout or lose her temper. Nor will she call me and abuse me as you are expecting. Man! She won’t pay attention to anything you say.
Our way of validating things is so different that you will die of jealousy of perfection.
When we share our things, every decision, situations, without thinking that we will be judged, that is the time when we celebrate our perfection together.
When we meet and make eye contact and exchange spontaneous smiles, that is the time when we celebrate our Valentine’s Day, whatever the date and day.
Please don’t tell her how unromantic I am, she will die laughing.