I looked for him as I walked out to my car on the tennis courts. It wasn't hard to notice him. I sat for a minute to watch him serve before I started my car and pulled out of the parking lot. I thought about how odd it was that I always see him but he never sees me. Reaffirming my belief that we met to simply be there for each other, even if we can't always be together. I told myself I loved him. I tried not to question it. I was a cheap guardian angel; and I'm not even religious.

Everyone comes back to haunt you here.

I want my photography to feel like a dreamy distant memory. Something that can't be recreated. A candid intimate moment that makes you feel uncomfortable for intruding or longing to have been there to experience it.