We sat on the rooftop under large table umbrellas. It rained and puddles formed like continents on the pewter tiles beneath our feet. It was just the two of us seated at a high table looking out over Brisbane covered in a dark cloak of gray. It was our tenth day together and we sat mostly in silence since we could read each others' minds by this point. Ten days traveling in a car the size of my sock will do that to a couple. It's like osmosis, but way more scientific and stuff.

About 30 minutes into our stay, a couple walked in and sat at the table behind us. She was petite, but her laugh was hearty. They ordered drinks and huddled under an umbrella. Perhaps it was the pewter tiles, or the umbrellas, or the fact she was seated just five feet from me, but I overheard her conversation. I didn't mean to, it just happened.

After a few minutes, JD realized I was fixated on the conversation. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I definitely know my affinity for reality television didn't help me out. I was dying to know his response. Whose response?! JD was shocked I knew so much about these strangers and gathered our stuff to leave before people realized his wife was certifiably crazy. She just told him she wanted to be more than friends…she likes him…and now I'm waiting for his response!

We left before I discovered what happened to this couple, but one thing is for certain: I love love. I even took a picture because I wanted to capture what the moment felt like. I adore the first moments of love when everything is new and limitless…and I equally adore when everything is constant and assured. Love is a magical thing and I feel lucky to be able to document it. I love what I do almost as much as I love love.