photo

The camera shuttered through my ears. 

"Stop taking photos of me" I said covering my face. 

"You look beautiful," he said. 

"I'm not even smiling." 

He put the camera down next to him on the black leather couch.

"People are constantly taking photos of their happy moments. Fake smiles all fake, posed for a camera. Why not take photos of real things. Like real moments, real expressions and real emotions. I take photos in black and white so you focus on the persons face not clothes."

I smiled and reach over to peck him. 

"I love him so much" I breathe. 

My lungs collapse as I kiss him harder.