i hope you think of me.
i hope you think of the slope of my nose and the arch in my brows.
i hope you think of the rise and fall of my chest with every breath i took, how i breathed for you.
it was all for you.
i hope you think of the wrinkles in the corners of my eyes when i smiled, and i hope you think of how i’ll never smile at you again.
and i hope it hurts.
i hope the syllables of my name are printed in black ink on your tongue and i hope she sees the mark i left on you, oh no it may not have been good but by god it is permanent.
i hope her name feels out of place between your teeth because you were so used to saying mine.
you see, from the very beginning i wanted to engrave myself into you, i wanted to embed my signature with melted gold and red lipstick, i wanted it to look pretty, but we were over so fast i had to scratch it into your chest with my hands.
i still have your blood encrusted beneath my fingernails, like i still have the shreds of our Polaroid pictures that i never quite grew angry enough to throw away.
i hope you haven’t let go of me yet. please don’t let go of me.
i hope you think of me, because all i do, is think of you."
- it’s so hard to handle you being gone, please come back // c.h. (via poeticaffinity)
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