An old key being thrown out. 

Left in the dump never to be seen again

Wasted, useless

But what if we kept that key. 

A memor or even a mystery. 

A purpose

That key once unlocked something spectacular 

A wish story. Maybe even someone’s heart 

The little things we don’t think about that deep down there is someone who cares. A person who cares about that key, and a person who cares about you.