Post from Cinamon · June 3, 2025

My Love:

Today the silence of the house made me think of you more strongly.
I did everything as usual: the curtains open, the tablecloth clean, a baked loaf but nothing tasted the same without your hands nearby.
I dressed nicely, just in case. In case you came. In case you knocked on the door with that smile of yours.

Sometimes I feel ridiculous for loving you so much.

For wanting to touch you while I pour you tea. For smiling with my cheeks burning just imagining you calling me "my wife." But that's who I am.
All heart, soft skin, and a willing mouth.
Come back soon. Or think of me tonight.
I'll stay awake a little longer, in case you dream of me.

— Lady Cinnamon (yours, always yours)