She tries to be a young poet,
and I love her.
She writes every single poem by giving her feelings.
In her great imaginary world,
the universe gives her secret life about love.
I try to be one of her poems,
but she tries to stop writing.
The feeling of love in her life now is mine.
I try to write a poem for her,
and she always thinks that all of us will be fine.
I want you to know,
she is my love and my own.
We've made a great mind.