She was tired of hiding. She wanted to be heard. She wanted her words to resonate with the world. She chased her dreams with all she had but sometimes, as the sun set, she mused with the clouds, standing on the dark side of the earth…She was tired of hiding… but sometimes, it felt hiding was the the only thing she was good at.
She watches you as your eyes stop smiling. She watches as the slightest crease in your brow comes and goes away, as though it was never there. She watches your hands stiffen as they hold hers’. She watches as you both fidget with the clothing that you are wearing. She does this everyday, this waiting, while her clients prepare themselves for their best shot. She takes power in this watching. Framing your life with her lens.
She watches this while you smile for her camera, waiting for her to snap the emotion you never felt, in pictures, to immortalize it, so you can instagram it as they call it these days and show it to the world. She watches your ‘broken images’ editing them to perfection, till she ‘makes’ you ‘happy’. And you let her…
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