from there we headed to a carnival, i don't know how you found it.
people were still coming in and out of the entrance, uncaring towards the time.
you grabbed my hand and lead me towards the ferris wheel.
"this would be a perfect photo opportunity,"
you smiled, and we sat in the two-seater bench.
it was rickety and slightly rusted, but I was to captivated by your smile to notice.
then you took a photo of me, and I grabbed the polaroid camera from you.
"its my turn, to take a photo."
you nodded, and I held the camera out facing us.
your eyes never left mine and you asked me,
"can i kiss you?"
YOU ARE READING
polaroids
Random||book two of the obsession series|| a.i you took photos that took breaths away but you, solely, took mine away
