My life is an open book
     the pages are blank you see,
     there must be someone to fill them
     and write the words with me.

     Maybe helping to write a few sentences
     to fill up this empty page,
     and perhaps to add a chapter or two
     before it grows faded and worn with age.

     It might end up with a happy ending
     or it might just be a tragedy,
     but we won't know until we turn the last page;
     yes we will have to wait to see.

     When the last page is finally written
     and the period is marked on the last line,
     maybe it will turn into a beautiful saga
     and the story will be yours and mine.