Photographs

 

"While looking through your old box of notes

I found those pictures I took

That you were looking for....

I told myself I won't miss you

But I remember

What it feels like beside you

I really miss your hair in my face

And the way your innocence tastes..." –Hinder

 

Her face lie against the pillow facing the morning sun that floated in through the sheer curtains. Her dark brown curls sprawled against the pillow behind her, her soft skin glowed warmly as she slept.

She woke slowly to a click of his camera, rolling onto her back to see as he took another picture.

"What are you doing?" she asked sleepy yawn,

"I look horrible"

"You look generous"

She laughed softly running her fingers through her sleep tussled curls, with another picture getting taken.

She rolled over into his pillow half burying her face giggling with a groan; he again took a picture, the sun glowing against her shoulder, and shoulder blades, down her arm.

"stop that you, I'm a mess" she chuckled out rolling back onto her back.

She reached for the camera, he focused in on her laughing smile her hand going blurry as he took another just before she grabbed the camera gently with one hand setting it on the bed next to her an arms length away. Pulling him down with her other hand around the back of his neck, she leaned up as their faces met, a gently glance into his eyes she kissed him softly and deeply.

With a smirk mid kiss, and her free hand she moved the camera aimed toward them and snapped a last photo as the kiss grew deeper, letting it fall gently back against the sheets.