"We Were Strangers Once"
We go through life, most often unaware of people around us. That person you see every day at your cafe with their computer, the lovely smile of that yoga teacher, the sibling of a good friend that you see once a week, that friendly follower who dedicates you beautiful comments every day, the photographer who once snapped a picture of you....
We cross, we meet, sometimes we ignore the signs. We even may ignore our hearts. They tell us to search someone to give them away to, while we fear showing our true selves, our fragile side, our shadow corners... So we're cautious. Or oblivious. But one day, one smile, one wink of the eye, one flirty comment too many... The hearts are stronger.
And we lock eyes, and we lock lips, and there goes the fireworks... No longer strangers, no longer searching souls...
Subway station,
New York
August 2011
© Sion Fullana
All Rights Reserved.
DO NOT use or reproduce this image without my explicit permission. THANKS.
"We Were Strangers Once"
We go through life, most often unaware of people around us. That person you see every day at your cafe with their computer, the lovely smile of that yoga teacher, the sibling of a good friend that you see once a week, that friendly follower who dedicates you beautiful comments every day, the photographer who once snapped a picture of you....
We cross, we meet, sometimes we ignore the signs. We even may ignore our hearts. They tell us to search someone to give them away to, while we fear showing our true selves, our fragile side, our shadow corners... So we're cautious. Or oblivious. But one day, one smile, one wink of the eye, one flirty comment too many... The hearts are stronger.
And we lock eyes, and we lock lips, and there goes the fireworks... No longer strangers, no longer searching souls...
Subway station,
New York
August 2011
© Sion Fullana
All Rights Reserved.
DO NOT use or reproduce this image without my explicit permission. THANKS.