13 January 2013
688 days have past since we first met.
I hold on to the memories as that's all we have left.
Not to forget that spark of love I keep bottled on the shelf.
It sits there, knowing it can never be let out, but i'll never let it gather dust.
The love was too beautiful for that.
Plus you hated moths anyway.
After Day 1. • Opuss № I