It's Namjoon's 24th birthday today. I can't help but sigh dramatically as I think about how fast time flies when we're together. I can still remember it, the first time I ever greeted him "Happy Birthday".
He is my mirror, my reflection. We don't need translations to understand each other. Well, yeah, he speaks english fluently. But what I'm trying to say is his ability to make me feel without understanding, to make me cry without explaining.
He have a beautiful vocabulary, quite similar to that of a poet. He reminds me of a beautiful spring day when it's a cold winter night.
Namjoon is Rap Monster, and the best monster there is. How I wish he'd be the one under my bed, haha.
I smiled and he smiled back, showing his beautiful dimples. His eyes looked like the crescent moon, which I love the most.
His words fills my heart and pushes me to speak louder. Because I am young, and we are young and we all deserve the best in the world as much as he deserves the universe.
I'm sad I can't reach a star for him, but then I remember he's one. He is a star. He is the star I look up to.
He is BTS' leader. My anchor. My mirror.
He is Kim Namjoon.
(This is so late but then school forced me to do so and tbh, this was created A DAY BEFORE HIS BDAY i hoped I could post it by midnight but shit happens im sorry)
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