English is not my first language....
"Ink spills like whispered confessions,
Two hearts entwined in forbidden obsessions.
Love blooms in shadows, tender yet bold,
A tale of passion in stories retold.
From stolen glances to promises true,
My words weave a world for hearts in two."
Ode to the Writer (Who Procrastinates Like a Pro)

Oh, mighty writer, pen in hand,
With stories grand and plots well-planned!
Yet somehow, hours slip away,
Lost in snacks and anime.

Your notebook waits, so crisp and neat,
But TikTok calls-oh, what a treat!
You swear you'll write, just one small line...
Oops, three more hours? Ah, it's fine.

The coffee's cold, the cat's asleep,
Your word count? Barely two-so deep.
You check your notes, you fix your chair,
And-oh look! A blank page stare.

But worry not, your tale will shine,
(Just after memes and one more rhyme).
For when the deadline's breathing near,
You'll write a masterpiece-out of fear!

So here's to writers, bold and bright,
Who turn their panic into might.
Just pick that pen-don't overthink!
(And maybe... put down that Netflix link).