Flowers Stars and Stags || Jegulilly

Soon enough all those feelings would be forgotten no one would remember for those kids were gone now but the notes filled with their love weren't nor were the photographs or the videos on the old cameras. The carvings made into wood that would last for decades to come. And deep down maybe some may remember looking at the kids and seeing the love in their eyes or catching them stealing glances at one and other. Maybe they would remember the switched ties or wrinkled clothes, but probably not for there love was forgotten like a myth that no one had written down, or a star that had burned out.