Before a big event begins,
I receive a peculiar blue book
To be attracted to its normality,
One look
Was all it took

It was not just a blue book,
It was an empty blue book

All books must have words,
And must have an ending
But an empty book such as this,
Did not even have a beginning

It had no fixed fate
Nor did it have a story to tell
It had empty pages
For my own words to dwell

Before the big event began,
I received an empty blue book
And thus
This is where I start to write
The incredible story of us