Isn't It Romantic?

[Pulls old pad of paper out of slightly messy cabinet, in the process of being organized]

“Honey, what’s this?”

“Um…nothing….”

“It looks like you were writing a poem or a song about luuuuurve…”

“J wrote that”

“But it doesn’t look like his handwriting…it looks like your handwriting…”

*sigh*

“Can I help it if I couldn’t stop thinking about you, Dream Lady? I needed an outlet…”