That’s the thing, his words were his weapon, he could’ve wrote verses for anybody & you still thought it was you. He could’ve made any girl fall blindly in love with those same words and they would’ve believed it was true. But only the greatest of authors knew that’s what captivated their readers, the power to make you feel. But it took a liar to know one, it took a real person to feel the fakeness. His words were his weapon, but they didn’t make him.