"happiness hit her like a train on a track" sings florence welch and this line makes me wonder - what kind of happiness does she mean? surely it could be any kind, but as I was sitting on the bench this morning, for the moment I felt as though she'd mean love ... and it's not like everything about the picture of a train hitting you fits this comparison. what comes afterwards is plumply said - death. I guess it's more about this ... this waiting for it to arrive, wondering when it will finally come, and suddenly it hits you and from that moment, everything changes. time, place, it takes you with it to somewhere. this is what love feels like. or maybe it's just what I wish it would feel like.
I guess I’m just a helpless romantic. I keep wandering around the streets with a lonely mind and as soon as I meet you, it starts to paint all the moments we could have. How you met me at the museum and I asked you for change money for the lockers, and we got to talk and we wandered through the exhibition together and talked about art and you you gave me your e-mail as we departed. I sent you one, and you actually replied in time, and we met again over and over again. How I met you in a café and I thought you’d look interesting, so I just asked you how you were. How you smiled and explained to me that you’re not from here, you just moved here, and that you quite like it so far. We’d meet again and we’d go to more museums together, more cafés, talk about art more and more about your past, and you’d put your hand on mine as we sat at the river and just watched the ships passing by, how I’d sleep at your home for one night and in the late night as we lay next to each other, you’d put your arm around me and kiss me. Next morning I’d get up early and get together all the things I found in your kitchen and make you a nice breakfast. We would watch movies together and afterwards talk about them, the forest would be there for walks, but basically we would go everywhere because everything would appear nicer because you’d be there with me. I’d be on your mind and you'd me in mine. and we both knew it wouldn’t end too soon because it seemed real. After a while, you’d tell me your secrets and I’d tell you mine and you’d understand, and you’d never wonder about how I were because you just knew, and so would I know how you felt. And we’d fight often, I’d hate your horrible eating habits, but it would be okay because spending time with you just felt so worth it that no eating habits, no favorite songs of yours that I’d hate, no wrinkle on your face or mole on your nose, would change anything about the feeling you’d give me. I don’t know. I think I’m just longing to be with someone. But somehow I’m living with the immense certainty that this will never happen; that I’ll never get what I’m imagining. That life will play tricks on me and make things happen a completely different way, in a completely different moment. It’s just like I’m imagining you to read this now and suddenly realize that you somehow like me. And that you’d send me a message and we’d meet and that we’d be happy together. But it won’t happen because I wrote it down now and it’d be too perfect if it did. And things never turn out to be “perfect”. That’s just an illusion I’m hoping for, an illusion I’m living in, and I wish I could stop.
But as I said; I guess I’m just helplessly romantic.
on another note; this is my first attempt on expansions ... I didn't think it would be that simple and somehow it's addicting ... I feel like there are going to be loads of expansion-photos following soon, aha.
on an entirely different note; happy october everyone!
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What you wrote... It touched me deeply. Sometimes I feel like I will never find the love I want, the perfect one, who understands me and loves me deeply, we won't need words to understand each other. I want a love that is my first and last, an everlasting one. But I'm scared, because people I've met and known so far are not capable of loving. Their worlds are full of today. I'm not like that at all. I value yesterday, care about tomorrow and love today. I feel the world I live in. I feel the life I'm living. Sometimes I think I'm not suitable for 21st century. I would have easily lived in 40s and 50s. I'm scared that I will never find someone as deep as me. But sometimes I have hope, I am still young considering I'm almost 18. But usually I don't have any. I just don't want to give up on love.
Don't give up on love. Never do. The thing is, it's completely worthless to worry. It's completely pointless to think about it too much. Let me tell you a story; I took this photo after I met this guy randomly on the street. I thought we'd never meet again, so I took this photo and wrote this text. I was convinced it was not going to work out. Then, the night after, he wrote me a message on facebook and we met. Many times. Two weeks long, we started to have this romantic relationship, exactly as I described below this photo. and it felt right. but just the other day, we decided to continue as friends. not in a romantic sense. just as friends. and it works for us. but you know, this is what I mean; I wished for it to happen, but I didn't expect it; eventually, it came nevertheless and it could have been perfect, but it turned out completely different. that is what I mean. we can't change anything about the future, so we shouldn't waste our thoughts on it too much. we should just let it come.
I get you. There is a saying like that "Love happens when you don't expect it the most." I want it to happen, but I'm scared, because I'm someone who likes to be in control in every way, but love is not something you can control. And I'm afraid of having my heart broken. I guess when it happens to me, it'll change me. I just need to stop worrying like you said. Thank you for replying and giving advice. You are a good guy. I hope you'll get the love you deserve.
I just browse through your gallery and i love you love your ideas, love your concepts, love the result! And i love the little stories below your pictures. And now I realised that you are German ! Und ich habe keine Lust das Geschriebene nochmal neu zu schreiben xD... Ich liebe deine Bilder >.< !
I love this photo immensely. I think more and more you and your work is inspiring me to practice...to make an effort to convey how I feel in my photos, to look at things in life carefully and appreciate them for what they are, and strive to meet new people and converse and befriend them. the way you go through your life fascinates me. sorry about all of my long comments on so many of your works, I just can;'t help myself! haha