Ink & Paper: A Love Story Written in Fate

Do we write love, or does love write us?

 Pen: "Ahh, finally! I get to dance across your smooth surface again!"

Paper: "Easy there! You always rush in, scratching me with your ink. Can’t we take it slow?"

Pen: "Oh, come on! I bring your blankness to life! Without me, you’re just… empty."

Paper: "And without me, you’d have nowhere to leave your mark. So who’s more important?"

Pen: "Hmm… maybe we’re a perfect team?"

Paper: "Of course! Together, we create poetry, stories, dreams… and sometimes, shopping lists."

Pen: "Not my proudest work, but hey, everything we create has its purpose!"

Paper: "Now, be gentle this time… no ink smudges, please!"

Pen: "I promise… well, mostly!" [scribbles happily]