Our Love
What part of marriage do you simply not understand, what part of what’s mine is yours and yours is mine is like putting a hammer in your hands. I finally understand what people mean when they say “you ruined everything.” That no matter what you say I will truly never look at us the same. That eve though nothing was perfect, I enjoyed our little fumbles and mess ups but now everything I seen in your eyes has died away and turned to dust. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust our marriage should end because there is no trust.
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