As she holds a pen between her fingers,
She thinks of you,

As she starts writing on an empty paper,
She writes about you,

As she speaks about love in her poetry,
She speaks about you,

As she weeps her heart out while writing,
She weeps for you,

As she lends her pen to her thoughts,
Her thoughts are for you,

For you're her tragic poetry,
She's your poet she writes about you.