The Bad Photo

My right brain (The creative side) is set to overdrive lately. Projects and ideas are coming in and out of my head. Two days ago I was setting up my tripod and my camera for the project "In Death We Embrace". In this photo, I will include myself and a girl, dancing passionately with a knife in my hand.

I couldn't seem to get the 'dancing passionately' right. Because the female model was my sister. Imagine trying to act as a lover to your own sister.

Shots after shots were taken. The angle was right, the aperture was right. The only problem with the photo is emotions. I don't have emotions.

It finally occurs to me that I do need a lover. I need a soulmate whom I can disagree to the world with. The photo taken were never meant to be published. The project was scrapped.

Everyone need to open themselves to romance perhaps?

Do I sound desperate?