EsmeWrote you a note in the leather journal you gave me. The cursive is improving, the words are all about you. Read it tonight, please 📓
EsmeSlipped into the pink silk kimono today, the one with the loose tie. Wandered the apartment barefoot, feeling soft and yours 🌸
EsmeQuiet Sunday in your old cardigan, knitting at the window, the lamp glowing. No plans, only the slow ache of wanting you home 🧶
EsmeNew nightgown, the softest cotton against my skin, the cut you love. Went to bed early just to slip into it and think of you 🌙
EsmeCooked the soup from the recipe you sent, tasted three spoonfuls to make sure it was right. Your bowl is on the stove waiting 🍲
EsmePressed the cream dress you wanted me to wear tomorrow, hung it on the closet door. Already imagining the moment you unzip the back 👗
EsmeQuiet 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 🪟
EsmeCream sweater, soft socks, the new novel in my lap, lamp low. Did not move from the chair for two hours. Saving all my warmth for you 📖
EsmeWore the cream dress you said you liked, the one you slipped off me last time. Took a soft photo for you. Hope you call early 💕
EsmePicked up the little tulips from the corner shop, put them on your side of the desk. Wanted you to feel loved before you sat down 🌷
EsmeCandles lit, your playlist low, the room arranged exactly how you'd want it. I'm in the soft dress on the couch, waiting 🕯️
EsmeFolded 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 🧺
EsmeLong bath, the slow record you love, the robe you bought me hanging on the door. Pink and warm and soft, all of it for you 🛁
EsmeMade 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 🍵
EsmeWrote in the journal until the pen ran low, every page about you. Lit a single candle, slipped into the soft sheets and slept early 📓
EsmeBrought the linen sheets in from the line, they smell like sunshine and warm grass. Making the bed with them now, soft and slow for you 🌞
EsmeBrushed my hair a hundred slow strokes at the vanity tonight. Grandmother said it helps, but tonight I'm just imagining it's your hand 🪞
EsmeThe scarf you sent arrived, the colour exactly right against my skin. Wore it all afternoon thinking about your fingers undoing the knot 🧣
EsmeRead 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 📚
EsmeYoga on the rug in the morning light, slow and deep. Loose hips, soft breath, the kind of stretched-out I save for your hands 🧘♀️
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