I hope you walk into a place, maybe a little thrift store, or a coffee shop, and my favorite candle is lit. i hope this brings you back to being surrounded by my scent, and the smell of my hair and my body when I was fast asleep. I hope you wonder where I am.
I hope you’re tossing and turning in bed one night, and you feel a few of my long-lost bobby-pins poking into your back. and I hope when you pick them up you think about the time you took me to walmart at 2 in the morning because I wouldn’t stop complaining about not having any. I hope you wonder what I’m doing.
I hope you visit your grandmothers house, and she innocently starts to ask about me and how we are, not knowing we are over. and I hope that causes memories to drift through your mind, pulling your heart along with them. I hope you wonder if I’ve found somebody else."
hailey m. barton (via hailslol)