AlexzandreaArt

Dear Our Love, Sometimes when you go up into the attic, you find something you once loved, like a childhood toy, and you're so hopeful the toy will work and you'll experience that same amazing feeling you got the first time you played with that toy, but not matter how hard you try,  the toy just doesn't work that same. Time wore it down, time broke it as it collected dust and faded away, never to work again, the feeling never to return. Our love was that toy. Though we tried making it work, making the love return, eventually we learn it never will. Our hearts had been broken, our love shattered. So we cherish the memories we have of that lov