~Maeve~
Sunday morning passes in a blur. I sit down and edit some of Dylan’s photos, taking a lot more time than I should. Even in the darkest of times, his eyes shine brightly. I wonder if he knows that if he takes the time to think about all things that make him the Dylan that I see. There are not many photos, but there’s enough to start a decent photography portfolio. Soon my phone blares my ringtone, a picture of Eli flashing through the screen. He had taken it the first time, I’d gone on a date with him. His eyes are wide, his face in a crazy expression as he sticks his tongue out in a close shot selfie. He looks as insane as he is in reality and it brings a smile on my face. He is not the kind of insanity I need in my life, but that does not make him any less special. I attend t
