The Watchman

Dedication is often not noticed.

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At night, I sit and watch, hardly ever touching you.

I have no need to be silent. You are a heavier sleeper than you think you are.

It makes me happy when you smile during your dreams.

I’m kinda like your night watchman. I ensure nobody sneaks into your bedroom to harm you while you sleep.

It’s been a long time since we first met. It was your freshman year of college.

You’re 43 now.

I can’t believe I have been protecting you for 24 years.

That’s dedication.

That’s love.

That’s…

Oh, your alarm will be going off in 17 minutes. I should be leaving.

I kiss you goodbye before I leave like I always do, and you kiss me back, automatically, like you always have, without remembering it.

See you tomorrow night, baby.