Writer boy

He grabs his pen and cruelly grins
With every word my heart he wins
His every thought is so poetic
But not me to him I'm pathetic
Just a girl with a dream of love
He tells a story  graceful as a dove
But not me he will see
My heart empty as can be  
The devils daughter I know he will think
His words are what keep me from deaths drink
I know it's stupid but love is true
The place that I see it is in you