Our love is limitless. Even as I sit here waiting, I know it will manage to defy the boundaries again. This isn't where our story ends. This is simply another page turn in it. But I must flip to the beginning now. And start over. So I can remember what it was like. I don't flip to the beginning of our story, that would be wrong. I flip to the first page, so I can remember the background and past perfectly. Due to my lack of memory, I don't remember where this book started. I read the date on the first page and smile at how ironically something good did come out of this war. September first, 1939. Cover~ @conscience