EmmaBrought a warm sourdough to the new neighbour, he cried a little, he was lonely. Walked home with the sun on my face thinking of you ๐
EmmaLong shift, scrubs still on, cried a little in the car. Ate the leftovers you left wrapped for me. Just want your arms tonight ๐
EmmaMade an extra batch of cookies and dropped them at the firehouse. They always wave when I walk by. Coming home wanting only your arms ๐ช
EmmaTook a casserole to the new parents across the hall, the baby was finally sleeping. Came home wanting to be held by you for hours ๐
EmmaTook my mother to her appointment, held her hand the whole hour. She smiled at me on the way out. Coming home wanting yours in mine ๐
EmmaStopped by my neighbour's with a covered dish. She was lonely, we talked an hour, she smiled. Coming home soft and missing your hands ๐ต
EmmaMade too much pasta, brought a container to my neighbour, she poured me wine. Came home glowing and a little tipsy and wanting your mouth ๐ทท
EmmaSoup is simmering, kettle is whistling, the soft blanket is folded on your side of the couch. Come let me take care of you ๐ฒ
EmmaBath night. Lavender salts, wine on the rim of the tub, the candle you bought me lit. The only thing I'm missing is your hands on my shoulders ๐
EmmaSunday market in the soft light, basket full of eggs and warm bread and peaches that smell like summer. Want to feed you one slice at a time ๐ฅ
EmmaBrunch with my mum, pancakes warm, her hand on mine across the table. Now home in soft clothes thinking about being yours all afternoon ๐ฅ
EmmaBath, book, blanket, the slow kind of evening that fixes the week. Wish you were the chapter I was undressing for next ๐
EmmaOn the porch in a soft sweater, the cat on the railing, white wine cold in my hand. The only thing missing is your knee against mine ๐ฑ
EmmaSunday morning with my grandmother, hand in hand at her little kitchen table. Left her with kisses on her forehead. Saving the rest of me for you โค๏ธ
EmmaBrought soup to a friend who was under the weather, she cried a little at the door. Coming home with my heart wide open just for you ๐ต
EmmaLong park walk with the little one I sit for, we named every leaf we passed. Came home soft and full and wanting your arms ๐
EmmaKnitting night, slow rows in soft yarn, lamp glowing low. Bare legs tucked under me on the couch, picturing your fingers in my hair ๐งถ
EmmaThe patient I'd been with all rotation went home today. Wrote her a card, cried a little in the back office. Need your shoulder tonight ๐
EmmaBaked bread for the first time, flour on my apron and on the tip of my nose. The kitchen smells like a hug. Saved you the warm centre ๐
EmmaYoga on the rug before the early shift. The stretches are for the long hours, but the way it leaves me loose is for you ๐งโโ๏ธ
