you and Poe both were writers, and once in a while shared eachother works, at least for you, your relationship was purely that

it was valentines day, but you were busy writing on your desk, until you hear someone opening your door, it was Poe

"Sorry for entering without knocking..I wanted to give you this"

he said, his voice barely above a whisper as he hands you a paper, a poem, more specifically a love poem

"Its a valentine's day gift, you don't have to lie if you don't like it-"