I will always remember the place where we first met. The very reason why, of all the places that I can, I bought my camera there.
Because I wanted to take pictures. Of you. For that’s a good excuse for me to ask you to smile.
You know. Sometimes, you don’t always smile. It doesn’t look good on you when you’re all serious. And shrink your eyebrows.
And you dove straight into all negativities. The other side. I wish you could see that it doesn’t suit you. You’re too precious to carry it all.
I wish I could save you. And make you smile again.
By asking you to smile to the camera again.
