June7star
In the attic of my heart,
Memories of us reside,
Like old wine in dusty bottles,
Our love has aged with time.
Faded photographs tell our tale,
Of laughter, tears, and kisses,
Every moment a precious gem,
In the treasure trove of our past.
So let's dance to the echoes of yesteryears,
And savour the taste of our VINTAGE LOVE~☆✿♡
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