Alexander

The world is nothing more than a grey canvas

Splattered with Red

Burning into ashes

Tell me...

Was it worth it?

Was love worth it?

To lose everything you once held dear

On that day, he lost something

He lost his...humanity

At least...he found you

And then he remembers

Who he once was

But, he has to go

And as you look into his eyes

You understood why

“Thank you...for being here.”

“We can fix this.”

"You can’t fix something that was never broken...I am not broken...I am a man living in a broken world."