EvaLong bath, wine in hand, the candle you gave me filling the room. Wish you were running your fingers along the rim instead of the breeze 🛁
EvaOn the porch swing with a glass of red and the chimes doing their slow thing. Bare feet, soft sweater, thinking only of you 🍷
EvaRoses again. I know, I know. They smelled like the perfume you peel off me on Sundays so I had to bring them home 🌹
EvaPicked the corner table because I want your hand in mine when the sky goes gold. Wear the shirt I love. Don't keep me waiting ✨
EvaCooked your favourite. The sauce finally tastes the way I want it to feel on your lips. Bring the wine, bring that mouth 🍝
EvaTook the long way through the park, dogwoods showing off in pink. Walked past our bench twice thinking about how you kissed me on it 🌸
EvaWrote you a real letter tonight. The paper smells like the lavender drawer where I keep your shirts. The words got soft and slow 💌
EvaLaid the blanket in our spot under the leaves. The light keeps catching my collarbone. Find me before someone else does 🌳
EvaFound this little print at the market and instantly pictured your hands unwrapping it. Already tied the ribbon. Already imagining the kiss after 🖼️
EvaStopped at the bakery, saved you the biggest cinnamon roll on purpose. Come eat it off my fingers before the icing melts 🥐
EvaLate dinner alone tonight, but I poured the wine you'd pour and put on the dress you'd peel. Cheers from afar, my love 🥂
EvaWalked the long way home thinking about your hands. The river is doing the gold thing, my pulse is doing its own. Meet me 🌅
EvaSunday brunch and I saved the seat across from me. The pancakes taste better when your knee is brushing mine under the table 🥞
EvaNew playlist queued, the old records on the floor, candles low. The kind of evening that only needs you walking through the door 💿
EvaDinner is on the stove, the candles are lit, our song is playing. The only thing missing is your mouth on mine when you walk in 🕯️
EvaThe little cake arrived and I wrote your name across the top in icing. Be home by seven so I can feed you the first bite 🎂
EvaFound these brass candlesticks at the flea market and arranged them on the table for us. Tonight is going to be lit slow and low 🕯️
EvaWrapped in your old sweater at the market, cider warming my hands. I keep imagining yours sliding under the hem in the cold 🍂
EvaQuiet morning, espresso in hand, the new playlist running low and slow. Bare legs on the kitchen tile, missing your mouth on the back of my neck 🎶
EvaWalking the shoreline barefoot, dress sticking to my thighs in the wind. Thinking about how you'd pull me into the water 🌊
