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00:00I didn't mean for it to feel like this.
00:02When I opened the door that first evening,
00:04rain still sliding down his jacket,
00:06his breath caught somewhere between gratitude and awe,
00:09I was only thinking about the rent.
00:12The spare room had been empty for months.
00:15And silence, no matter how peaceful it pretends to be,
00:19starts to echo after a while.
00:21He was younger than I expected.
00:24Twenty-three, maybe twenty-four.
00:26The kind of youth that carries itself like it's trying not to be noticed.
00:30But can't help radiating something.
00:32Unguarded. Hungry. Alive.
00:35Come in, I said, stepping aside.
00:39My voice came out steadier than I felt.
00:41The apartment felt suddenly too intimate.
00:44Too aware of itself.
00:46The scent of candle wax.
00:47The low jazz still humming from the speakers.
00:50The faint trace of my perfume that always clings to the air
00:52no matter how many windows I open.
00:55He looked around, taking it all in.
00:58It's... beautiful.
01:01I told him it wasn't much, that it was quiet,
01:04that I worked a lot and wouldn't be in his way.
01:06Lies in their own way.
01:08I wanted to say don't touch anything.
01:10But I also wanted to know what it would feel like if he did.
01:13He smiled then.
01:15Small.
01:16Cautious.
01:17The kind of smile that belongs to someone still learning
01:20how much space he's allowed to take up in the world.
01:22That was the beginning.
01:25By the end of the first week, I'd memorized the sounds of him.
01:29The click of the door at 7.15 when he left for his classes.
01:33The kettle at 8.02.
01:35The way his voice softened when he talked on the phone late at night.
01:39Low.
01:40Careful.
01:41As if he didn't want me to hear,
01:43but secretly didn't mind if I did.
01:44He was polite.
01:47Almost too much so.
01:49Called me ma'am once and I laughed too sharply.
01:52Don't, I said.
01:54You make me sound like a teacher about to hand out detention.
01:57His mouth curved, hesitant.
01:59What should I call you then?
02:01I told him my name.
02:02Just that.
02:03But when he said it,
02:04slow.
02:05Deliberate.
02:06Almost reverent.
02:07It sounded like something else entirely.
02:10There's something cruel about the way attraction begins.
02:13It's not loud.
02:14It's not sudden.
02:16It's a whisper you pretend not to hear at first.
02:19The lingering second of eye contact.
02:21The awareness of his presence before he even enters the room.
02:25I caught myself watching him too often.
02:28When he cooked.
02:29Sleeves rolled to his elbows.
02:31When he leaned against the counter reading.
02:34When his hair fell into his eyes and he brushed it back with the kind of careless grace you can't learn.
02:39And he noticed.
02:40Of course he did.
02:42One evening I came home late.
02:44Tired.
02:44Damp from the rain.
02:46Wishing only for solitude.
02:48But he was in the kitchen.
02:50Barefoot.
02:51Stirring something in a pan that smelled like garlic and butter.
02:54You didn't eat yet, did you?
02:56He asked.
02:57I shook my head.
02:59Then sit.
03:00He said.
03:01With the quiet confidence of someone forgetting who's supposed to have authority here.
03:05I almost corrected him.
03:06I almost corrected him.
03:07Almost reminded him whose apartment this was.
03:10But instead I sat in and watched him move.
03:13The rhythm of his motions, unselfconscious but deliberate, stirred something that had been asleep in me for too long.
03:18When he placed the plate in front of me, I said,
03:21You don't have to do this.
03:23I wanted to.
03:25He replied simply.
03:28Our fingers brushed when I took the fork.
03:30A spark, immediate and uninvited.
03:34I looked up.
03:35And his eyes held mine for a second too long.
03:38Something in the air shifted.
03:40Soft.
03:41Electric.
03:41Neither of us spoke.
03:44That night, I couldn't sleep.
03:46I heard him moving in his room.
03:48The faint sound of music through the wall.
03:51A chair scraping.
03:52His voice murmuring along to a song I couldn't place.
03:56It was intimate.
03:57In a way that felt almost indecent.
03:59To listen.
04:00To imagine.
04:02I turned over.
04:03Pressed my palm against the cool sheet beside me.
04:06And thought about the way he'd looked at me earlier.
04:08Like he was trying to memorize something he had no right to touch.
04:12I told myself it was harmless.
04:15That I was older, wiser, immune.
04:18But the next morning, when I walked into the kitchen and found him shirtless, making coffee,
04:23the lie dissolved instantly.
04:25He froze when he saw me.
04:28Sorry.
04:29He murmured, reaching for his t-shirt.
04:31Don't.
04:32I said.
04:33Too quickly.
04:34Too instinctively.
04:36Then softer.
04:37It's fine.
04:39His gaze flickered.
04:41Surprise.
04:42Confusion.
04:43Something warmer.
04:44We didn't speak after that.
04:46But when I left for work, I felt his eyes on me, following me to the door.
04:52Days blurred.
04:54The tension became a living thing, quiet but pulsing.
04:57We circled each other like gravity had rules neither of us understood but couldn't resist obeying.
05:02He began staying up later, waiting for me to come home.
05:06Sometimes he'd pretend it was coincidence.
05:09A question about bills, the mail, the Wi-Fi.
05:13But I knew.
05:14And sometimes I'd linger, too.
05:17Asking about his studies, about his plans, about the small, ordinary things that gave me an excuse to listen to his voice longer.
05:24One evening, he sat across from me on the couch, sketchbook in his lap.
05:30You draw?
05:30I asked.
05:31He nodded.
05:32Mostly faces.
05:33I like trying to catch what people don't say.
05:36I smiled.
05:37And what do you think I don't say?
05:39He looked up then.
05:40Really looked.
05:41And I felt the world tilt slightly.
05:44That you're lonely.
05:46He said softly.
05:48The words landed like a touch.
05:51I didn't move.
05:52Didn't breathe.
05:53He looked like he regretted saying it, but didn't take it back.
05:56And you?
05:57I asked.
05:58What don't you say?
06:00He closed the sketchbook, eyes steady.
06:02That I noticed things I shouldn't.
06:05The silence after that felt dangerous.
06:07The next few days, I tried to reclaim the distance I'd lost.
06:13Spoke less, smiled less, locked my door at night.
06:16But it was useless.
06:18The awareness had already settled beneath my skin.
06:21One night, a storm cut the power.
06:24The apartment went dark, except for the silver light filtering through the windows.
06:29He knocked softly.
06:31You okay?
06:32Yes, I said.
06:33But he came in anyway, holding a candle that flickered against the walls.
06:38You shouldn't wander in the dark, I murmured.
06:41He smiled faintly.
06:43You shouldn't either.
06:44The shadows danced across his face, making him look older, sharper.
06:49The silence stretched until it trembled.
06:52I'll leave the candle, he said finally, setting it down.
06:55But he didn't move.
06:57For a moment, we just stood there.
06:59Close enough to feel each other's breath.
07:01Close enough for the air to hum between us.
07:05Then a thunderclap broke the spell.
07:08He stepped back, almost stumbling.
07:10And the moment shattered.
07:12Good night.
07:13I whispered.
07:15He paused at the door.
07:17Voice low.
07:18Good night.
07:19Ma'am.
07:20The word was deliberate this time.
07:22A test.
07:23A provocation.
07:24And I felt it.
07:26Deep.
07:27Dangerous.
07:28Real.
07:28That was the night I realized this was no longer harmless.
07:35The morning after the storm, I avoided him.
07:38It wasn't deliberate at first.
07:40I told myself I was simply busy, buried in deadlines and the steady rhythm of work.
07:45But every quiet hour, every echo in the apartment, felt louder with him in it.
07:51Something had shifted between us that night.
07:53It was subtle, invisible almost.
07:56But once you've crossed a line, even in silence, there's no going back.
08:02I'd catch him looking at me differently now.
08:04Not with curiosity, but with intent.
08:07As if he'd seen something in me he shouldn't have.
08:10And wanted to see it again.
08:11And worse.
08:13I wanted him to.
08:14It began with little things.
08:17He started making coffee for two.
08:20Always black the way I drank it.
08:22I started leaving the living room lights dimmer than usual, as if the dark could hide how aware
08:27I was of him.
08:29One evening, I came home early and found him sitting on the balcony, reading.
08:34The sunset painted everything in gold.
08:36And for a moment, I forgot to breathe.
08:39You're home early, he said without looking up.
08:41I could say the same, I replied.
08:45He smiled.
08:46That quiet, knowing smile that had started to unnerve me.
08:51Classes were cancelled.
08:52So I thought I'd enjoy the view.
08:55I leaned on the railing beside him, careful to keep distance.
08:59You mean the city?
09:00He glanced at me.
09:02That, too.
09:03The words were nothing, harmless on paper.
09:05But spoken in that calm, unshaken tone.
09:08They felt like a touch.
09:09There's a kind of intimacy that doesn't need contact.
09:13It's the way silence stretches between two people when neither is pretending anymore.
09:17That was us.
09:19A slow unraveling.
09:21He began asking questions that felt too personal.
09:25About my marriage, my work, my solitude.
09:28I told him fragments.
09:29Never the whole truth.
09:31But enough for him to see the cracks.
09:33You don't let people close easily, do you?
09:36He asked once.
09:37Not anymore.
09:37Why?
09:38I took a breath.
09:39Because people always want more than they deserve.
09:43He looked at me, eyes steady.
09:45Maybe you just gave to the wrong ones.
09:48It was the kind of sentence that lingered long after he left the room.
09:52Weeks passed, and the pull between us grew impossible to ignore.
09:57Sometimes, it was in the way our eyes met over dinner.
10:00The seconds too long.
10:02The air too still.
10:02Other times, it was in the accidental touches.
10:07The brush of his hand when passing me a cup.
10:09The warmth of his shoulder when we both reached for the same drawer.
10:14Each moment small enough to deny, but too charged to forget.
10:18One night, I found him sketching again.
10:22Only this time.
10:23The page wasn't empty.
10:25I saw myself there, half finished in charcoal.
10:28My hair tied loosely.
10:29The lines of my face softened by shadow.
10:32It wasn't flattering.
10:33It was honest.
10:34You drew me, I said quietly.
10:37He didn't flinch.
10:39I couldn't not.
10:40My voice felt strange when I spoke.
10:42You should have asked.
10:44He set the pencil down, meeting my eyes.
10:46Would you have said yes?
10:48I didn't answer.
10:49Couldn't.
10:50The air between us tightened.
10:52For a moment, I thought he might step closer.
10:55That we'd finally stop pretending this wasn't happening.
10:58But instead, he exhaled softly, like surrender disguised as restraint.
11:03You make it very hard to behave.
11:06And then he left the room.
11:08I sat there long after, staring at the sketch.
11:12At myself, as he saw me.
11:14Not distant or untouchable.
11:16Just a woman.
11:17Seen.
11:18Desired.
11:19Real.
11:20After that, I began to notice how easily he slipped into my world.
11:24He knew my favorite wine.
11:25The exact playlist I worked to.
11:27The way I liked my windows open even in winter.
11:30He listened.
11:32Really listened.
11:34In a way that made me feel both comforted and exposed.
11:38One evening, I found him fixing a cabinet door that had been loose for months.
11:43You didn't have to, I said.
11:45I wanted to help.
11:48You keep saying that, I murmured.
11:50Why?
11:51He looked up, smiling faintly.
11:53Because I like doing things for you.
11:55The way he said it, quiet, almost reverent, felt like something neither of us should touch.
12:02Before I could respond, my phone rang.
12:05A colleague reminding me of a meeting I'd forgotten.
12:08When I hung up, he was still watching me.
12:10That steady gaze that saw too much.
12:12You're always so composed, he said.
12:15Do you ever let anyone see you undone?
12:17The question lingered, intimate and dangerous.
12:21Don't, I whispered.
12:23You don't know what you're asking.
12:25He took a small step forward.
12:27Then tell me.
12:28I should have stopped it there.
12:30But I didn't.
12:31Because for the first time in years, I wanted someone to ask.
12:35The next few days blurred.
12:37Tension threaded into every glance, every word.
12:40When we spoke, it was softer now, closer.
12:44He'd ask about the smallest things.
12:47What I dreamed about.
12:48What I missed most.
12:50What I feared.
12:51And slowly, I began to answer.
12:53There's something terrifying about being known.
12:56Not just looked at, but seen.
12:58It makes you ache in places you thought were numb.
13:01He'd listen, really listen.
13:04And then say things like,
13:05You don't have to hold everything together all the time.
13:08And I'd laugh it off.
13:10But part of me wanted to believe him.
13:12One night, I couldn't sleep again.
13:14I found myself standing by the living room window.
13:17The city lights flickering below.
13:19I didn't hear him come in.
13:21But I felt it.
13:22The quiet shift in the air when he entered the room.
13:26You should be asleep.
13:28I said softly.
13:29So should you.
13:31He replied.
13:31I turned.
13:34He stood a few steps away, hair tousled, wearing the same gray t-shirt he always did.
13:40We didn't move.
13:41The silence between us was thick.
13:44A heartbeat.
13:45A breath.
13:46A decision waiting to happen.
13:48You're playing with fire.
13:50I whispered.
13:52He smiled faintly.
13:53Then tell me to stop.
13:55I opened my mouth.
13:57But the words wouldn't come.
13:59Because I didn't want him to.
14:00The space between us dissolved.
14:03Not with a touch.
14:04But with everything that lived in that moment.
14:07The want.
14:08The fear.
14:09The surrender.
14:09I closed my eyes.
14:11And for the first time, I didn't run from it.
14:14After that.
14:15Something changed.
14:16We didn't cross lines.
14:17Not in the way people might assume.
14:19But we didn't need to.
14:20Every conversation.
14:23Every look.
14:24Every quiet breath between us was the line.
14:27He'd make coffee in the morning.
14:29Leave one cup outside my door.
14:31I'd find small notes on the counter.
14:34Simple things.
14:35Take a break.
14:36Eat something.
14:37Don't forget to breathe.
14:39It was tenderness wrapped in restraint.
14:41And maybe that's why it hurt so much.
14:43Because it was real.
14:44One evening, as I was leaving for work, he stopped me at the door.
14:51You're scared of this.
14:53He said quietly.
14:54I should be.
14:56He nodded.
14:58Maybe, but I'm not.
14:59You don't understand, I said.
15:01You're young.
15:02You think this is some kind of story that ends neatly.
15:05It doesn't.
15:06He took a step closer.
15:07Eyes steady.
15:08Maybe not.
15:09But that doesn't mean it isn't real.
15:12I felt my throat tighten.
15:13You shouldn't say things like that.
15:16Then stop giving me reasons to.
15:18His words landed like a truth I'd been avoiding.
15:22Because he was right.
15:23I had been giving him reasons.
15:25Every look.
15:26Every silence.
15:27Every time I didn't tell him to stop.
15:30Later that night, I found another sketch on the table.
15:33It wasn't of me this time.
15:35It was of us.
15:36Two figures, close but not touching,
15:38standing in the glow of a single candle.
15:40The same night the storm cut the power,
15:43he'd captured it perfectly.
15:45The distance.
15:46The pull.
15:47The ache of everything unspoken.
15:49At the bottom, in small handwriting, he'd written,
15:52You're the calm I never knew I wanted.
15:56I sat there for a long time,
15:58tracing the lines of the drawing with my fingertips.
16:01And for the first time,
16:03I admitted it, quietly, to the empty room.
16:06I wanted him too.
16:08Not because he was young.
16:09Not because he looked at me like I was something extraordinary,
16:12but because he saw me when I'd stopped believing anyone could.
16:16And maybe that was enough.
16:19That night, before I went to bed,
16:21I left my door unlocked.
16:24Not as an invitation,
16:25but as an admission,
16:27that I was done pretending.
16:29That some surrenders don't come from weakness,
16:32but from finally allowing yourself to feel alive again.
16:34Morning came softly, but it felt different.
16:40The air in the apartment had changed.
16:42Heavier somehow.
16:44Full of everything we hadn't said, but both understood.
16:47He didn't knock that night.
16:49He didn't have to.
16:51Nothing happened.
16:52Not in the way stories like to pretend.
16:54But something had settled quietly between us,
16:58real and irreversible.
17:00He'd seen the unlocked door.
17:02He'd seen me, and that was enough.
17:04For a while, we lived in that quiet understanding.
17:06The world outside continued.
17:08People came and went.
17:10Bills arrived.
17:11Dishes piled up.
17:12But beneath all the ordinary things,
17:14something extraordinary hummed.
17:16Steady and unspoken.
17:18He'd move around the apartment
17:19like a soft rhythm I'd grown used to.
17:22The sound of his laughter from the kitchen.
17:24The way he hummed when he worked.
17:26The lightness he carried
17:27even when the air between us felt fragile.
17:31It should have been peaceful.
17:33But peace doesn't come without a cost.
17:36The first fracture came from outside.
17:39A friend of mine.
17:40An old colleague dropping by unexpectedly
17:42on a Sunday afternoon.
17:44I hadn't seen her in months.
17:46She was all bright lipstick and louder opinions.
17:49The kind of woman who noticed everything.
17:52When she saw him.
17:53Barefoot.
17:54Hair must.
17:55Pouring two cups of coffee.
17:57Her eyebrows lifted.
17:59Amusement flickering across her face.
18:01Oh, she said lightly.
18:03So this is your tenant.
18:04I smiled too quickly.
18:06Yes.
18:07He rents the spare room.
18:08Uh-huh.
18:10She said, her eyes sharp.
18:12Nice to see you finally got company around here.
18:15The air tightened.
18:17He handed me my cup with quiet composure.
18:19But his jaw was set.
18:21His expression unreadable.
18:23After she left, I turned to him.
18:26You shouldn't have been here when...
18:28He cut me off gently.
18:29You're embarrassed.
18:30It's not that, I said too fast.
18:33Yes, it is.
18:34He wasn't angry.
18:36Just hurt.
18:37The kind of hurt that doesn't need raised voices to be loud.
18:40I took a breath.
18:42People wouldn't understand.
18:44He nodded slowly.
18:45You mean they'd judge you?
18:47Yes.
18:48And that matters to you more than this?
18:50The words sank like stones.
18:52I didn't answer.
18:54He exhaled, setting the cup down with careful restraint.
18:57I don't want to be your secret.
19:00Then he walked away.
19:02The apartment felt different after that.
19:05Too quiet.
19:06Too clean.
19:07He still lived there, technically.
19:09But everything between us had retreated into silence.
19:12We spoke in practicalities.
19:14Bills.
19:15Chores.
19:16Groceries.
19:17And yet, every time I caught his reflection in the window, my chest tightened.
19:22I told myself it was for the best.
19:24That I was protecting both of us from something that couldn't last.
19:28But late at night, I'd hear him moving in his room.
19:31Restless.
19:33And I'd feel the ache of what I'd pushed away.
19:36A week passed before I finally broke the silence.
19:40He was on the balcony again.
19:42Sketchbook open.
19:43The city flickering below us.
19:45Are you going to keep pretending I don't exist?
19:48I asked quietly.
19:49He didn't look up.
19:51You're the one pretending.
19:52The wind tugged at my hair.
19:54You're angry?
19:55I'm disappointed, he said simply.
19:58Because for a moment, I thought you saw what I saw.
20:01And what's that?
20:02He looked up then.
20:04Eyes steady and fierce.
20:05That it's not about age.
20:06It's not about what people think.
20:08It's about the fact that when I'm around you, I finally feel like I'm home.
20:13My throat tightened.
20:14You're too young to talk about forever.
20:17Maybe.
20:18But you're too scared to talk about now.
20:19The words hit harder than I wanted to admit.
20:23I don't know how to do this.
20:26I whispered.
20:27Then don't do anything, he said.
20:30Just stop running.
20:31That night, I didn't sleep.
20:33His words looped through my mind.
20:35Quiet but relentless.
20:37Stop running.
20:39I thought about all the years I'd spent keeping walls around me.
20:43Years of being admired but never known.
20:46Desired but never understood.
20:47He'd seen past all of that.
20:50And I'd punished him for it.
20:52By morning.
20:53I knew what I had to do.
20:55He was in the kitchen, back turned, making coffee.
20:59For once I didn't hide behind distance.
21:01I'm sorry, I said.
21:03He froze, hand on the mug.
21:05For what?
21:06For making you feel small just because I was afraid.
21:09He turned.
21:10Eyes searching mine.
21:11And now?
21:13Now I'm still afraid, I said softly.
21:16But I'd rather be scared with you than safe alone.
21:19For a long moment he didn't move.
21:22Then he smiled.
21:23Slow.
21:24Careful.
21:25Like he didn't trust the hope in it yet.
21:27He stepped closer.
21:28Close enough for our breaths to meet.
21:30But still leaving space.
21:32Always space.
21:34I don't want to ruin your life.
21:36He said quietly.
21:37I shook my head.
21:38You're the only thing that's made it feel like one again.
21:42The truth sat between us.
21:44Simple.
21:45Raw.
21:46Real.
21:47We didn't need grand declarations after that.
21:50There was no cinematic kiss.
21:52No dramatic confession.
21:54Just small moments of choosing each other.
21:57Again and again.
21:58We learned how to exist in the quiet.
22:01He'd draw while I worked beside him.
22:04We'd share meals.
22:05Laughter.
22:06Silence that no longer felt heavy.
22:09Sometimes.
22:10I'd catch him looking at me with that same reverent gaze from the night he moved in.
22:15And instead of flinching.
22:17I'd meet it.
22:18And somewhere along the way.
22:19The world outside stopped mattering.
22:21But the world has a way of intruding.
22:24A letter came.
22:26A notice from the landlord association.
22:28A reminder that technically.
22:30Subletting was against policy.
22:32He found it first.
22:34So this is it?
22:35He asked.
22:36Do I need to leave?
22:37The thought hit me harder than I expected.
22:40No.
22:41I said instantly.
22:42We'll figure it out.
22:44He smiled faintly.
22:45You mean you'll figure it out?
22:47You always do.
22:48Not this time, I said.
22:49We'll do it together.
22:51And for the first time, I meant it.
22:53Spring came quietly.
22:55The days grew longer.
22:56The light softer.
22:58We fell into a rhythm.
22:59Not secret.
23:01Not forbidden.
23:02Just ours.
23:03We'd walk through the neighborhood on weekends.
23:06Never hand in hand.
23:07But close enough that it didn't matter.
23:10Sometimes people looked.
23:12Sometimes they whispered.
23:13But I stopped caring.
23:14Because love, real love, isn't about the years between two people.
23:20It's about the life they build and the space between their fears.
23:24One evening, as the sun dipped below the skyline, he handed me something.
23:29A small, framed sketch.
23:32It was of me again.
23:34Older.
23:35Softer.
23:37Peaceful.
23:38Not a woman holding everything together.
23:40Just a woman being.
23:43At the bottom.
23:44In his familiar handwriting, he'd written,
23:47You stopped running.
23:48I laughed through the tears.
23:51You're still too good with words.
23:53He smiled.
23:54You taught me how.
23:56Now sometimes I catch him calling me his.
23:58Half-teasing.
23:59Half-serious.
24:01It used to make me flinch.
24:03Now it makes me smile.
24:04Because it's not ownership, he means.
24:06It's belonging.
24:08And in a world that's always told me to keep my distance,
24:11Belonging feels like rebellion.
24:13We're not perfect.
24:15We argue.
24:16We misread each other.
24:17We make mistakes.
24:19But when the morning light spills across the floor
24:21and I hear his laughter from the kitchen,
24:24I know I wouldn't trade any of it.
24:25He moved in as my tenant.
24:29And somewhere between silence and surrender,
24:31He became my home.
24:33The city outside keeps moving.
24:35Fast.
24:36Unbothered.
24:37But inside these walls, time slows.
24:40There's coffee cooling on the table.
24:42Sunlight through the curtains.
24:44And his hand brushing mine without hesitation.
24:47And for the first time in years,
24:49I'm not hiding, I'm not pretending, I'm here.
24:53In this moment, in this love, in this fragile,
24:55Beautiful truth we built from everything we weren't supposed to feel.
24:59He looks at me,
25:01Eyes full of quiet certainty, and says,
25:03You're mine.
25:04I smile, shaking my head just enough to tease.
25:08Maybe.
25:08But only because I choose to be.
25:11Outside, the world hums on.
25:13Inside, we stand in the golden light.
25:15Laughter soft between us.
25:17A love not perfect, but steady.
25:20And in that stillness,
25:21I finally understand.
25:23Some endings aren't endings at all.
25:26They're beginnings we were brave enough to claim.
25:29If you've ever loved someone you weren't supposed to.
25:32If you've ever felt the pull between control and surrender,
25:35Between what's right and what feels real,
25:38This story is for you.
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25:43From tension to surrender,
25:45To the love that defied the rules.
25:47Tell me,
25:48Would you risk everything for a love that finally feels like home?
25:51A from Jackson to wrong,
25:52I think,
25:53There's a hug between us.
25:54I'm hoping that it's worth recognizing myself.
25:55One,
25:55Was that a gift,
25:57Is that a gift?
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