"I love you, I really do. But seems like you would never fully believe it. I am so confused, how to convince you.
Romance doesn't start with eye contact and end with physical contact. Even though I don't tell you, I miss you when am away. Even though I never show you, I remember all your nuances. Maybe you didn't notice, but I mind even the small small comforts you desire. I may not be overtly romantic physically, but I cant stop myself from touching you even in passing. I may not stick to your side everywhere, but my eyes search you in a gathering. When you smile that's morning, I cant leave home without hugging you. It matters to me if you don't like something. Even though I don't reply as much as you, I smile while messaging you.
I don't know to talk like you, I never express my feelings. But you are a self acclaimed romantic. Can't you read my actions, my eyes, my smiles.
I love you, I really do. There is nothing else I can do. I love you, I do."