I want to bring back the yellow tulips you mentioned once.

You apologizing first this morning showed more than words.

I remember your cold hands reaching for mine on the stoop.

You brewing strong coffee is my kind of promise.

I liked your stubborn smile when the phone wouldn't work.

You saying 'wait' while I left made me slow down.

I notice how you straighten pictures before you leave the room.

You stealing the last biscuit made me forgive you instantly.

I keep replaying your 'okay' because it was soft and true.

I want to hold the umbrella steady when you fuss with yours.

You calling me at eight made the commute better.

I miss your knee bumping mine on the train this morning.

You making the bed badly is more honest than perfect sheets.

I like that you rescue stray pens and name them.

That little note you left by the door made me keep smiling.

I loved your 'no' said gently over the phone just now.

Your tired eyes deserve coffee and a slow hour.

I enjoy that you rehearse lines quietly before a meeting.

You being stubborn about parking made me admire you this morning.

I want to bring you pancakes when you say you slept badly.

Your chipped mug from college is a better sight than any new thing.

I appreciate how you tell the truth even when it's small.

You asking for more toast was the cutest interruption.

Thinking of your hands on the steering wheel calms me.

I like that you fold your maps even when you don't need them.

Your tired joke this morning made me grin all day.

I notice the dent your keys left on the counter.

You humming in the kitchen is the best alarm I know.

I want to be the person who brings you extra socks.

You forgetting your umbrella made me laugh more than worry.

My morning coffee is fine, but your voice is the fix.

I love how you answer with one-word honesty when tired.

Your jacket still smells like you and it steadies me.

Seeing your unread text first thing lifts my whole morning.

I miss your shoelaces flapping when you hurry out the door.

That cup of tea you left is the smallest perfect crime.

Your scarf on the chair made my morning smile.

I noticed the tiny tear in your coat and planned to sew it later.

I remembered your voice asking if I slept and it steadied me.

You left your umbrella by the door and I like that habit of yours.