You wait a lifetime to be found
I want to wish you well. I didn’t watch you go, because I suppose I don’t know how.
I will remember you. Not the way you left, but how you lived and what you knew.
I want to feel your hands, I want to feel your fire burning right from where I stand.
I’ll find my way, because you showed me how.
I want to know it’s you when I hear your voice inside my head, inside my room.
I want to touch the sky, I want to see the stars twinkle like they were your eyes.
I want to smell your scent, I want to breathe the air I did before you left.
I want to wish you well. The only reason my heart beats is because you showed it how.
-Wish You Well, by Katie Herzig
I had this random urge to take nostalgic pictures. So I dug through my mum's old childhood things and took pictures with bottles. :) Too bad you can't see any of the antiques in this picture.