Poached Pears

Dear Heart,
The best day.
Siân took myself, Lucy, Hannah, Lauren and Keara for a stunning meal at Café Rouge. Everything was indescribably delicious. Keara and I spooned leftover melted chocolate into our mouths until sickness seemed inevitable (thankfully, it wasn't).
Later everyone lay on the floor of my room with pillows and Lucy's exquisite home-made cupcakes and talked. Neither myself nor Siân took any more pictures, but somehow that preserved the evening. It felt more wholesome. Some things are really just meant to be felt, rather than documented.
Now that everyone has left, the dark outside my window looks warm and inviting. Conversation like that can simultaneously stretch your world and bring it closer towards yourself. I can smell Lucy's perfume on my jumper.
All is well.
Love, Lydia x