MaudWrote you a note in the leather journal you gave me. The cursive is improving, the words are all about you. Read it tonight, please 📓
MaudWrote in the journal until the pen ran low, every page about you. Lit a single candle, slipped into the soft sheets and slept early 📓
MaudQuiet Sunday in your old cardigan, knitting at the window, the lamp glowing. No plans, only the slow ache of wanting you home 🧶
MaudThe scarf you sent arrived, the colour exactly right against my skin. Wore it all afternoon thinking about your fingers undoing the knot 🧣
MaudBrushed my hair a hundred slow strokes at the vanity tonight. Grandmother said it helps, but tonight I'm just imagining it's your hand 🪞
MaudSpent the afternoon at the window embroidering your initials onto a soft handkerchief. Slow, careful, every stitch for you 🪡
MaudMade the tea the way you like it, two sugars and the splash of cream. Curled by the window in your t-shirt, just waiting for you 🍵
MaudCooked the soup from the recipe you sent, tasted three spoonfuls to make sure it was right. Your bowl is on the stove waiting 🍲
MaudRead by the window for an hour, light pouring across the pages and across my bare legs. The kind of slow afternoon I save for you 📚
MaudFolded the laundry the way you taught me, drawer is tidy, your shirts at the front the way you like. Now waiting on the bed for you 🧺
MaudNew nightgown, the softest cotton against my skin, the cut you love. Went to bed early just to slip into it and think of you 🌙
MaudDinner is plated, the table is set, the candle is lit, your wine is breathing. I'm at the door in the dress you chose, just waiting 🕯️
MaudMade the bed with the new linen sheets, smoothed every corner. The room feels different, softer, ready. So am I 🛏️
MaudWalked to the bakery in the soft morning, bought your favourite, didn't even nibble the corner. It's wrapped and waiting on the counter 🥐
MaudBought the copper kettle you said was beautiful. The first cup brewed from it is yours, waiting on the saucer when you arrive 🫖
MaudQuiet morning in your t-shirt at the window seat, tea in hand. Didn't move for an hour. Saving every soft minute of myself for you 🪟
MaudYoga on the rug in the morning light, slow and deep. Loose hips, soft breath, the kind of stretched-out I save for your hands 🧘♀️
MaudSlipped into the pink silk kimono today, the one with the loose tie. Wandered the apartment barefoot, feeling soft and yours 🌸
MaudMade the perfect cup of tea, brought it to the window seat, stayed for two slow hours. Bare feet, your shirt, missing only your mouth 🍵
MaudCurled in the armchair reading the book you pressed into my hands. Page 47 was the one, you knew it would be. Yours, always 📖
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