Me: what's your favorite color I asked
Her: red, because I've only seen your eyes after crying
Me: what's your favorite book
Her: my diary, because it only reads what we've been through
Me: what's your favorite number
Her: 3, one because me, 2 because you and 3 because us
Me: what's your favorite lie
Her: forever is, and why are you asking a million questions.. I thought this was date and not an interview
Me: sorry I'm just trying to know you better
Her: then ask me deeper questions
Me: what is your name
Her: (laughs)
Me: I tried
Her: now let me try
Me: shoot
Her: why is your every poem about love
Me: because you don't understand the words, my heart lies in the ink
Her: what do you mean
Me: it's not love I write about, but you