"I think, when it all comes down to it, there always be a part of me, no matter how small, that believes you will come back. Years from now, when we’re both older, after we’ve loved different people, lived different lives, everything will intertwine once again. You will see me, and you may notice that I smile a different smile, laugh a different laugh, and my eyes don’t shine as bright as they used to. Your hair will be different, but your smell, the one I’ve spent years trying to wash off of my skin, will be the same, and it will bring me back to a simpler time. A time filled with laughter, joy, and pure innocence. A time of sitting on the hood of your car, looking up at the stars, and talking about the future. A time of happiness. We’ll both be older, but suddenly, we’ll both remember what it felt like to be in love–to be happy."
