Saving a Marriage

Clouds swirled overhead, casting a shadow over the neglected house we used to call home. Time slipped through the hourglass with miscommunication, and the blinds turned from red to dust. I fixed the walls with portraits, family pictures, and such. Time after time, she slammed the door, and they all crashed to the floor. The walls had become bare, and our hearts had become raw, exposing who we were to build a friendship from scratch.


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