Because bridges have been burned, there is a fire in the sky. I just want to calm the waters and move on.
Im tired of being what you want me to be, just feeling so faithless lost under the surface. You’re holding on too tightly, afraid to lose control. Because everything you thought I’d be has fallen apart right in front of you.
But now I know. You were just like me with someone dissapointed in you.
Because bridges have been burned, there is a fire in the sky. I just want to calm the waters and move on.
Im tired of being what you want me to be, just feeling so faithless lost under the surface. You’re holding on too tightly, afraid to lose control. Because everything you thought I’d be has fallen apart right in front of you.
But now I know. You were just like me with someone dissapointed in you.
No television, no internet, no electricity. Just two best friends going through the exact same shitty divorce, with two totally different smells. Two people that have a uncontrollable urge to capture what’s right in front of us and share it with the people that just dream about it. The people that lose the moon while counting the stars. We were once those people, but not anymore.
No matter how bad our bodies ached or how tired we were, we both agreed that the sight just looming over our heads was mysteriously beautiful. We pinky swore and made it a point to capture this art. We both live in the city and to see this transformation, this pointillism appear before us was nothing less than unforgettable. Flooded by neons and street lights, this is something we rarely ever get to see. 
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
-William Shakespeare-
I remember going with H to take this picture. It was a cold late night. We had barely met and both of us were having rough days. It seemed like nothing was going right.
She sent me a text that said “I’ve got to get out of the house, I’m thinking about going to shoot some random things.” Remember, we are both photographers, so when we say shoot random things, that doesn’t mean to literally to shoot random things. That’s us, with cameras, just following out hearts. Taking pictures of whatever we desire. To shoot things. So she asked if I wanted to go and of course I was game. We ended up at a local cemetery on the north side of town. Mainly because it has a huge hill looking down on the city and the light was incredible. As we got closer to the graveyard I thought to myself. Finally…. After all of these years I have someone to share my passion of pure randomness with. Someone that understands me without even saying a word. That night we didn’t say much, we were both in foul moods, but here’s the beauty of it all. We didn’t have to. We were both happy, it was obvious. Some people drink, some gamble, some read. Just something to escape reality if only for a minute. We shoot randomness. We seriously said nothing, but both knew exactly why we came here. To make something from nothing. To freeze frame time. During that ten seconds of exposure we waited patiently. We both glanced at the small two inch screen on the back of the Nikon and smiled. It was perfect. We packed up and went back to our houses. Within an hour she texted me what we had captured and I was amazed. I loved it. It spoke to me, it was gentle, it said everything by saying absolutely nothing. It was art. I was instantly reminded of a quote I saw weeks earlier. Stars can’t shine without darkness. This may mean nothing to you, but this describes us. We are stars. Our light has been dimmed for so long. All we want to do is shine. Our time is near
Pair Of Spades 