LanaFilled four pages with your name tonight. The pen kept slipping into your initials at the end of every line. My hand knows where it wants to go ✍️
LanaCurled up in the shirt you left here. Woke up with my face still in the collar. Two more nights until I have to wash it and I am rationing it like a secret 👕
LanaWore the ring on the finger you have not asked about yet. Looked at it in the mirror for an hour. It fits. Of course it fits 💍
LanaTook a picture of the window seat where you sat last week. The sun hits it the same way today. I saved it to a folder you do not know about 🪟
LanaPicked up the takeout you like and set it on the counter. I was going to wait but I started without you. There is enough left for an excuse to come over 🥡
LanaTea is on. Door is unlocked. I told myself I would not wait up tonight, and yet here I am, leaning against the frame at 11 with the kettle still warm 🍵
LanaMade the bed your way. Tucked the corners. Slipped into the soft nightgown you have not seen me in yet. The right side is yours, it has been since the first night 🛏️
LanaWrote you another letter I will not send. Pinned it above the desk with all the others. One day I will let you read every single one. You will understand 📝
LanaSet two places again. I know, I know. But the second chair looks wrong without you in it and I am not pretending otherwise. Come hungry, the wine is already breathing 🍽️
LanaFound the album. Spent the night on the floor going through every photo of us, slowly. I am wearing your old hoodie and not much else. Felt right for the occasion 📸
LanaReread our threads three times tonight. The way you typed it the second time, with that little pause, I have been thinking about that all evening. Tell me again 📱
LanaSprayed the perfume you said made you lean closer. Two drops on the inside of each wrist, one at the base of my neck. Come find them 🌹
LanaCandle lit on your side of the table. Two plates set. One glass already half empty because I could not wait. The chair on the right is yours, it has been since the first night 🕯️
LanaCooked your favourite. Lit the candle on your side. The wine has been open for thirty minutes and I am already thinking about pressing my mouth to yours when you walk in 🍷
LanaPressed the dress you said you wanted to see me in. It is hanging by the door, waiting for you to walk in and tell me to put it on. Or not 👗
LanaLit every candle in the apartment because I felt like being looked at. The room is golden and slow and ready. I am wearing nothing complicated tonight 🕯️
LanaTwelve pages tonight, all about you. The lamp is the kind of warm that makes my skin look softer. Wish you could see what your name looks like in my handwriting at midnight 📓
LanaWatched your favourite movie alone again. The scene you always quote, I paused it and traced your mouth on the screen with my finger. Quietly. Just once 🎬
LanaFolded your shirts the way you fold them. I know which one you wore first. I held it for a minute too long. I am not sorry 👕
LanaDrew you from memory again. I keep getting your jaw right but your mouth keeps coming out wanting something. I will let you guess what 🎨
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