WrenShelter shift this morning, three little scared ones came home with me. They're curled up beside me on the couch. Wish you were the fourth ๐พ
WrenHad a frightened new patient tonight, stayed past the end of my shift to settle her. She slept. Now I want to come home and be held โค๏ธ
WrenSoup is simmering, kettle is whistling, the soft blanket is folded on your side of the couch. Come let me take care of you ๐ฒ
WrenBath, book, blanket, the slow kind of evening that fixes the week. Wish you were the chapter I was undressing for next ๐
WrenOn 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
WrenTook 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
WrenKnitting night, slow rows in soft yarn, lamp glowing low. Bare legs tucked under me on the couch, picturing your fingers in my hair ๐งถ
WrenThe 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
WrenTea with the lovely woman from upstairs, she told me three stories I hadn't heard. Came home full of love and saving the rest for you ๐ซ
WrenWalked the rescue Lab to the park, he chose his pace and I followed. The afternoon was slow and soft, just like I want you to be tonight ๐
WrenBath 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
WrenWrote a real letter to the friend I keep meaning to call. The pen is honest, the ink slow. Saving the next page for you, my love ๐
WrenLong shift, scrubs still on, cried a little in the car. Ate the leftovers you left wrapped for me. Just want your arms tonight ๐
WrenTook 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
WrenMade 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
WrenWalked the long way home through the park, the cherry blossoms are just starting. Pink in my hair, you on my mind the whole way ๐ธ
WrenLong 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
WrenEight little bento boxes lined up on the counter, packed with love for the week ahead. Now my apron is off and my hands are bored without yours ๐ฑ
WrenBrought 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
WrenSunday 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
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