Photogenic (On HOLD. Will be starting back up soon and editing in the process )

Ch 4

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I watched anxiously when she had made her way to her car. She is such a natural beauty and I couldn’t wait for her to be mine. I must wait until everything is in place and the time is right. I can’t risk everything I have worked so hard to accomplish.

Imagining my fingers brushing her freshly bronzed skin where her brunette curls are softly brushing against her collarbone.  To inhale the womanly scent that she exuberates when she is within arm’s reach. The shape of her hazel eyes that is affected by her emotions, or how the color varies by her attire that encases such a delectable figure. She didn’t host that of a skeletal figure but more curvy yet toned.

I was lost in my thoughts that I was almost caught following her. I had to hold myself back once reality came rushing back. Later that night I had to hear her voice yet I froze as Jocelyn answered in her place.

Being close to her and reading her body language, she is unaware of such beauty she possesses. She is working to become a great artist. After my work is done, she will become a masterpiece of art on both sides of the camera.

That fateful day that I was out testing my new found photography hobby, has forever changed my life. That day will forever be engrained in my brain, as I had fallen in love with my beloved Brielle. She wasn’t aware of it then or is she now, but patience is a virtue and love will bloom from the seed that I have planted.

I was in the city taking photos of the different architecture and walks of life. It was always intriguing how so many objects of different proportions could still manage to fit as if they are pieces of a puzzle. When I was approaching the art district, there, I accidently bumped into the most natural beauty I have met. I apologized along with a smile and she responded with a sincere smile. That is where we conversed about our photography interests and shared some other little quirks. She allowed me to take a couple photos of her for fun to assist with my so called project.

Once the interaction had ceased, I saved the bit of information I learned of her and the images of her face. I would be seeing more of it very soon, and not just by looking at it in print.