You’re the girl; you’re the one
Gave you everything I loved
I think there’s something, baby
I think there’s something
me with everything
Over the past couple months, I have interviewed ordinary people about their first love. I asked them to write a brief description of their experience, or a word that comes to mind when they reflect on the memory. Then, I took their photo. This is the final result.
Learned a lot about some of the teachers in my school.