Ever since I can remember I have had an odd fascination with love. I always thought my fascination was to due the fact that I had never been in love and only craved the euphoric aspects that encompassed my vision of what love was. I later learned, after experiencing for myself, that my fascination was only due to the images I saw that portrayed "love". None the less these images I saw of couples happy and embracing were only a small sliver of what love really is. In those images it did not show the vast range of what love can be. I had an idyllic image of happily ever after so to speak and not until I was in the picture did I realize how naive I was. The picture captures a moment of the roller coaster of journey that I came to know as love.