I was born to tell you I love you. Isn't that a song already? I get a B in originality.
The song doesn't fit the photo all that well, but I love the photo because of that hair that is sticking up because of the wind. And I love the song a whole lot lately too.
As simple as things should be, they aren't. Everything has to be complicated. But when I close my eyes, I can pretend that it's easier, and I can make the bad go away. That's what this photo is about more than anything. It means a lot to me and I am proud of it.