HazelWalked to the bakery in the soft morning, bought your favourite, didn't even nibble the corner. It's wrapped and waiting on the counter 🥐
HazelThe scarf you sent arrived, the colour exactly right against my skin. Wore it all afternoon thinking about your fingers undoing the knot 🧣
HazelWrote you a note in the leather journal you gave me. The cursive is improving, the words are all about you. Read it tonight, please 📓
HazelPressed the cream dress you wanted me to wear tomorrow, hung it on the closet door. Already imagining the moment you unzip the back 👗
HazelCooked the soup from the recipe you sent, tasted three spoonfuls to make sure it was right. Your bowl is on the stove waiting 🍲
HazelMade the perfect cup of tea, brought it to the window seat, stayed for two slow hours. Bare feet, your shirt, missing only your mouth 🍵
HazelCandles lit, your playlist low, the room arranged exactly how you'd want it. I'm in the soft dress on the couch, waiting 🕯️
HazelQuiet 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 🪟
HazelMade the bed with the new linen sheets, smoothed every corner. The room feels different, softer, ready. So am I 🛏️
HazelYoga on the rug in the morning light, slow and deep. Loose hips, soft breath, the kind of stretched-out I save for your hands 🧘♀️
HazelBrought 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 🌞
HazelPicked 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 🌷
HazelWrote in the journal until the pen ran low, every page about you. Lit a single candle, slipped into the soft sheets and slept early 📓
HazelBrushed my hair a hundred slow strokes at the vanity tonight. Grandmother said it helps, but tonight I'm just imagining it's your hand 🪞
HazelBought the copper kettle you said was beautiful. The first cup brewed from it is yours, waiting on the saucer when you arrive 🫖
HazelSpent the afternoon at the window embroidering your initials onto a soft handkerchief. Slow, careful, every stitch for you 🪡
HazelCurled in the armchair reading the book you pressed into my hands. Page 47 was the one, you knew it would be. Yours, always 📖
HazelQuiet Sunday in your old cardigan, knitting at the window, the lamp glowing. No plans, only the slow ache of wanting you home 🧶
HazelSlipped into the pink silk kimono today, the one with the loose tie. Wandered the apartment barefoot, feeling soft and yours 🌸
HazelWore 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 💕
