00:063am they call this the witching hour for me it's just tuesday the city sleeps the buildings i
00:12designed sleep but my mind it's a machine that doesn't know how to power down i was walking
00:18just to feel the cold to feel something other than the noise in my head that's when i saw it
00:22a rip in the blue canvas of the night warm gold he looked like a ghost soaked in rain expensive
00:32coat shoulders heavy with the weight of something i couldn't see most people come here for caffeine
00:37he looked like he came here for silence i didn't want to talk i didn't want to explain why i
00:43was
00:44awake and surprisingly he didn't ask you can tell a lot about a person by how they hold a cup
00:49he holds it like it's the only anchor keeping him from floating away i wanted to say something
00:54but words felt too loud so
01:06it was the first time in years someone looked at me and actually saw me it became our ritual
01:11no names no small talk just ink on paper
01:26he's an architect he builds walls for a living but every night with every yellow square of paper
01:31i watched a brick come down he has a nice smile i just wish he used it more often
02:02the storm broke the routine the lights died the hummer
02:06of the refrigerator stopped suddenly there was nothing left to hide behind
02:17the entrance the door
02:18i was like
02:18he is
02:21he is
02:21he is
02:25he is
03:05I was scared, not of the dark,
03:08but of the silence, that he was there, close, too close.
03:40I was scared, not of the silence, that he was there, close, too close.
04:17I was scared, not of the silence, that he was there, close, too close.
04:21I was scared, not of the silence, that he was there, close, too close.
04:52His hand was shaking, or maybe, that was mine, in the dark, the world shrinks, it was just
04:58the candle, his pulse under my thumb, and eyes that looked like deep water.
05:24He didn't let go, even after the bandage was on, he didn't let go.
05:37For the first time in my life, the noise in my head stopped, it was just him.
05:41He didn't let go, even after the bandage was on, he didn't let go, even after the bandage was on,
06:08he didn't let go.
06:25I woke up to the sun, and him, sleeping on a pile of aprons like it was a royal bed.
06:30He looked younger in the daylight.
06:56The rain is falling.
07:05I haven't slept like that in 10 years
07:07But then, the phone, the buzzing, the real world coming back to demand its pound of flesh
07:12I had to put the armor back on, the coat, the glasses, the architect
07:18I fixed his collar, a habit I didn't know I had
07:21I told him to go, but I wanted to beg him to stay
07:27I walked out into the sun, but I left the warmest part of me behind that glass door
07:37The office was freezing, every meeting felt like a performance, every cup of coffee tasted like ash
07:42I tried to go back to my life, but how do you go back to the dark after you've seen
07:46the sun?
07:56I realized, it wasn't the caffeine, it wasn't the quiet, it was him
08:03Just a shadow
08:35No
08:39I thought I lost him, then the door opened, he wasn't wearing his glasses, he was out of breath.
09:02I didn't look at the menu, I just put it on the counter, the proof.
09:07He kept it, so I wrote one last note.
09:15State, an instruction, a request, no, a promise.
09:24The architect finally came home.
09:52The insomniac didn't vanish overnight.
09:54But now, when I wake up at 3am, I'm not alone in the dark anymore.
10:12The architect finally came home.
10:17I just wanted to check the point.
10:18I thought I was going home.
10:21But now I'm going home now.
10:26And I'm going home now.
10:26And I'm going home.
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