She found you, You lived in the old book font Books were her escape But falling in love with 'you' was not, She hugged you Tighter than ever she had received, To find only just air. She lived all her favourite moments, With the character that never existed. They danced in the depths of delusions, To the songs by Lana, hand-in hand With pristine light at the back of All her yearning sessions. The song stopped, The lights went dark, She opened her eyes To find an empty hand, Till you were lost In the pages of the paperback, She went back to read, It was just the wrong universe.