Old book

To stare at you, not really knowing if you're falling for me... or you're just trying. If so... stop trying... let it be!
We can't try to write history on top of an already written page... it will get blurry and hard to read, hard to understand... sometimes we must turn the page, and if there's no space for new words we just have two options. Stop writing and keep reading an old book. Or simply be brave enough to close it, to really close it and start fresh in a whole new one, on a blank page. Memories are to be kept, not to live within them. I'm a blank page... waiting for life to write me over. Weather talking.