My little red pen.
It's little and red, just like my heart.
But mine's very different from other pens.
Just like I am.
This pen is special, it can't be left alone.
It needs to be used, it needs to be loved.
I do too.


The white sheet of paper.
There's nothing interesting about it.
But I can see something.
Just like him.
This sheet of paper is special too.
Even more special than my pen.
But he doesn't think so.


One day we got together.
His sheet of paper, and my red pen.
I had an idea.
With my little red pen I drew a heart.
I drew it on his white sheet of paper.
He had an idea too.


He took my little red pen.
Then he took his white sheet of paper.
He told me to close my eyes.
On his white sheet of paper he wrote something.
With my pen he wrote JC+RM
Juliet Capulet + Romeo Montage


Forever on pen and paper.