I thought we were on the same page,
Turns out we weren't even in the same book
Reading a classic romance, I stumbled across you and thought that this was it
While you only wanted to finish and restart your little Bildungsroman
The repetition must drive you insane

You say my book isn't thick enough, there isn't enough plot and that it's not what you want to read
But I say I like every inch of your book, it makes you think and it's just thick enough
You say my book won't sit well on your shelf, it's too different
But I say that it fits perfectly, your bookshelf needs some variety
You say that the happy ending in my book isn't what you want
But I say how do you know what you want until you've tried it?

I can bicker and banter, reason and fight,
but it won't change the fact that you are stuck on page 3 in your little novel
And you chose to tear out my part before actually reading it