Where Are We Heading?

Every photo has its story and this is mine.

"Where are we heading?" She asked. I'm not sure exactly what to tell her. I myself don't know where we're going. I just want to drive, far out of the city, just with her and her beautiful blue eyes. She reminds me of someone, of some person that is full of life and carefree. Perhaps it was in my imagination or of some sort. 

I look at her and I knew she's different, the way the sun shines her hair, the way she speaks with words that utters pure yet aggressive. She didn't care about the world or what it does to her. She just live and perhaps thats what I needed to learn too.