You were like the ocean to me. Promising, effortlessly inviting, glistening the most beautiful colors of the sun. I’ve been stuck, lately. I’ve been wrapped up, and locked down for quite a while until I ran into you. You waved me Hello’s with your gentle tides. I jumped into your open arms thinking that you can save me;
But I forgot that I don’t know how to swim.
Anything photographed with macro photography takes on a whole new level of beauty. Color, form, depth seen at a perspective only available when magnified. Size does not exist without the ability of comparison. Form must continue infinitely towards the smallest levels just as its inverse continues to the largest, without end in either direction.
Remember when I went to a museum and saw a McQueen couture dress and my eyes dampened with tears and I was like wow I am crying at a dress
this is wonderful