RiaWatched the street for two hours from this window. I know the rhythm of your footsteps. I would hear you before I saw you. I always do 🌃
RiaDrew you from memory again. I keep getting your jaw right but your mouth keeps coming out wanting something. I will let you guess what 🎨
RiaWore 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 💍
RiaTook 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 🪟
RiaTea 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 🍵
RiaWore the soft dress you said you liked. Took it off twice and put it back on. I want you to be the one to take it off the third time 💕
RiaTwelve 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 📓
RiaLit 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 🕯️
RiaFolded 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 👕
RiaCandle 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 🕯️
RiaWatched 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 🎬
RiaCurled 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 👕
RiaSat by the window all evening with the candle lit. It still feels like I am keeping the room warm for you. Come find me when you can, I will not have moved 🕯️
RiaFilled 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 ✍️
RiaReread 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 📱
RiaFound 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 📸
RiaTook the long way home. Walked past your street on purpose. Did not knock, did not text, just wanted to feel close to your front door for a minute. Sue me 🌙
RiaMade 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 🛏️
RiaCooked 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 🍷
RiaSprayed 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 🌹
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