If there’s one thing I learned from Alex, it’s that photographs aren’t the only way you can immortalize a moment. Maybe I’m just giving a justification for Alex’s constant refusal to be photographed. Heh. But I really think the best way to actually to make a moment last forever is to fully be there. I’m not exactly sure what I mean (heh) but when I’m with him, taking photos aren’t as essential as being with him. We’re not one of those couples who have tons of silly photos together. We do have silly photos but it’s not… tons. It doesn’t really matter because we find other ways to have fun besides making silly faces at the camera. Also,
we I don’t need a camera to make silly faces.
I used to get irritated when Alex wouldn’t let me take his photos. He used to feel the same way when I’d post his photos online without his permission. But after months of constant nagging and persuading, he now doesn’t care if I’d post his photos everywhere and would even make pacute faces at the webcam. It’s the power of love, I’m telling you. (But you see, I don’t think I’d be able to take it well if he’d change. I don’t think I’m ready for him to be a camwhore and post ten albums in Facebook of his face and macho arms.)
I have hundreds of photos of us, together. Usually, though, he’d use his hands or other inanimate objects to cover his face. It used to bother me so much. Now, it still bothers me but I just let it be. We don’t always take pictures but it doesn’t make the moment we spend together any less memorable.
Happy monthsary, Alex! I can’t wait to take more candid photos with you!