You wouldn’t be asleep.

Not with me there.

Not with the way the energy would shift the second I got close, the way the room would feel different without either of us saying a word. It wouldn’t be quiet in the way you think.

It would be charged.

Because it’s not just about being there.

It’s about the tension.

The kind that doesn’t need to be explained, the kind that builds in the space between us, in the way we’d both pretend to relax while knowing neither of us actually would. You’d feel it before anything even happened.

And so would I.

It wouldn’t be rushed, wouldn’t be forced, just that slow awareness of each other, the kind that keeps you awake even when you’re trying not to be. The kind that makes silence feel louder, makes small movements feel like they mean something.

Because they would.

And you’d know it.

You’d try to play it off, act like you’re not thinking about it, like you could just lay there and sleep like normal. But you wouldn’t.

Not with me that close.

Not with the way it would feel like something is about to happen, even if neither of us says it out loud. That kind of presence doesn’t let you drift off.

It keeps you right there.

Aware.

Tessa’s Straight-Up Perspective

It’s not about doing anything.

It’s about knowing you wouldn’t be able to ignore it.

Final Thought: Divine Delulu Summary

Some energy doesn’t let you sleep.

It keeps you thinking.

Disclaimer

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