Grossed out how happy he was with me

Yesterday I grew some balls and carefully observed pictures I took on our trips. mind you, in just few months we did idk, like 5k kms on motorcycles.

He was so damn happy in all the pictures, enjoying the moments, so light and fluffy, calm and just satisfied. He must have loved me so much.

Plot-twist, I was so damn anxious, sad and unhappy all the time. When I remembered how was I feeling when I took that photos, I was so grossed out.