There's an old dusty photo that sits
in a drawer in my room. The frame is bright and colorful. The
picture inside is old and slightly faded. The two people in the
picture are happy and smiling. The woman is cought in mid-laugh.
There is a birthday cake in the corner; the man is taking a peice
of it. He is happy too. Me? I am not in this picture; it was
taken so long ago. The man and woman were married when this
picture was taken. This photo used to sit in my room, proudly
displayed. But now it is put away and forgotten. It has collected
layers upon layers of dust. Oh how things have changed since this
old photo was taken.
