Big bang.
I could tell you where it all began and when did it start crumbling down. From the time we met until the time we parted again, images of you kept visiting my lonely soul at midnight. The cracking of your deep voice while it says sorry is on repeat whenever I justify everything you did: on purpose or not. But darling, despite all of the pessimism of this declaration, I knew it was love because I always go back to the small things that made everything worthwhile.
Photos taken using my goog ol' friend: Nikon d3100 | 18-55mm lens
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