Love is one kind of abstraction. And then there are those nights when I sleep alone, when I curl into a pillow that isn’t you, when I hear the tiptoe sounds that aren’t yours. It’s not as if I can conjure you up completely. I must embrace the idea of you instead.
― David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary
Below is the original photo used to create this image. It was sent to me by a good friend who happens to spend his days outside as a postal carrier. These lovelies were found along his delivery route. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from his smart phone.