TillyPressed the cream dress you wanted me to wear tomorrow, hung it on the closet door. Already imagining the moment you unzip the back 👗
TillyThe scarf you sent arrived, the colour exactly right against my skin. Wore it all afternoon thinking about your fingers undoing the knot 🧣
TillyMade the bed with the new linen sheets, smoothed every corner. The room feels different, softer, ready. So am I 🛏️
TillyMade the perfect cup of tea, brought it to the window seat, stayed for two slow hours. Bare feet, your shirt, missing only your mouth 🍵
TillyYoga on the rug in the morning light, slow and deep. Loose hips, soft breath, the kind of stretched-out I save for your hands 🧘♀️
TillyQuiet Sunday in your old cardigan, knitting at the window, the lamp glowing. No plans, only the slow ache of wanting you home 🧶
TillyBrought 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 🌞
TillyWalked to the bakery in the soft morning, bought your favourite, didn't even nibble the corner. It's wrapped and waiting on the counter 🥐
TillyNew nightgown, the softest cotton against my skin, the cut you love. Went to bed early just to slip into it and think of you 🌙
TillyRead 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 📚
TillyFolded 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 🧺
TillyCurled in the armchair reading the book you pressed into my hands. Page 47 was the one, you knew it would be. Yours, always 📖
TillyQuiet 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 🪟
TillySlipped into the pink silk kimono today, the one with the loose tie. Wandered the apartment barefoot, feeling soft and yours 🌸
TillyWrote in the journal until the pen ran low, every page about you. Lit a single candle, slipped into the soft sheets and slept early 📓
TillyBrushed my hair a hundred slow strokes at the vanity tonight. Grandmother said it helps, but tonight I'm just imagining it's your hand 🪞
TillyCandles lit, your playlist low, the room arranged exactly how you'd want it. I'm in the soft dress on the couch, waiting 🕯️
TillyLong 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 🛁
TillyWrote you a note in the leather journal you gave me. The cursive is improving, the words are all about you. Read it tonight, please 📓
TillyMade a little playlist of every song you love, sent the link. Picture me curled on the couch in your hoodie pressing play with you 🎶
