Seven Songs of Sam Series

Photograph

Loving can hurt

Loving can hurt sometimes

But it's the only thing that I know

When it gets hard

You know it can get hard sometimes

It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts are never broken

Times forever frozen still

I really didn't like it when Y/n was mad at me. This was the first time that we had gotten in a fight, and it was obvious that I was going to be the one to apologize. She was just so stubborn. And I loved her for it. It was just silly really, when you thought about it. I don't even remember what had happened. But we had gotten into a fight and now, three days later, we still hadn't spoken a word to each other. I sat at the table in the library, Y/n sitting right across from me, and both of us were acting like the other didn't exist.

"Oh my god, guys really?" Dean yelled as he walked in and saw us. "Just say you're sorry and make up. I'm tired of you guys acting like children." I stared at Y/n, judging her reaction as Dean stormed away.

"So, um," I fidgeted in my chair. "I'm sorry?" I worded it like a question.

"You don't even remember what happened do you?" I couldn't be sure but I thought I saw her mouth twitch up slightly.

"No." Her rich laughter filled the air, and the sound had me smiling even though I had no clue what was going on.

"Neither do I. So, we just wasted three days. What do you want to do?" She slammed shut the book she had been reading and sat on the edge of her chair, leaning forward over the table.

"Lets go for a ride." I stood up and offered her my hand, smiling when I felt her soft skin slide against mine. We made out way up to the garage and she picked a set of keys off the wall, throwing them to me. The car she had chosen was a 67 Mustang. Once we were eon the road she landed over and tangled her fingers through mine.

"Where are we headed?"

"Um, I heard there's a carnival in town. Sound fun?"

"Sounds great." Her smile made me want to do nothing but grab her face and kiss her, but as I was driving I forced myself to keep my eyes on the road. "Can we make one stop please?"

"Sure." I turned where she told me and brought the car to a stop in front of a drug store. I watched her as she went inside and returned moments later. She had a bag in her hands and once I was driving again she pulled the contents out. In the bag was a package of three deposable cameras.

"To remember." She said with a sad smile. I nodded and parked the Mustang in a field in front of a big red tent.

The rest of the evening was perfect. There were elephants, jugglers, and lots of food. There were clowns too, but I managed to avoid those till Y/n forced me to pose with one for a picture. Dean would love that when we got home. The entire time Y/n was snapping as many pictures as she could. Of the two of us, the entertainers, and everything else. The radiant smile never left her.

So you can keep me

Inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Holdin' me closer

'Til our eyes meet

You won't ever be alone