Nightfall is much more righteous than the radiant hours of the day; it is when everything becomes purer: thinking, dreaming, loving. Our feelings and thoughts become more intense at night, more true. From the words we whisper to our most intimate and heartwarming thoughts we have about others, everything takes on a much deeper meaning during the dark hours of the night.
Moonlight illuminated through the bedroom window, letting its dim glimmer drown out the darkness in the room. The sky was clear and free from any overcast, only the light of the moon accompanied by millions of little orbs of light irradiated the nightly heavens.
The quietness was suddenly disturbed by a sweet and enticing sound. (Your Name) was awakened by the graceful melody of piano keys echoing from down the hall. She ran her left hand across the softness of the satin sheets before fluttering her eyes open, only to see the space beside her was vacant.
Sitting up in bed with the blanket clutched to her clothed chest, (Your Name) grabbed her phone from the nightstand and checked the time. 3:35 in the morning. She knew that it was Justin playing the piano and because he wasn’t in bed at such a late hour of the night, he was having trouble sleeping again.
Her heart ached for him, for it was the fourth night in a row in which Justin’s insomnia was withholding him from getting a well-needed goodnight’s rest.
Wanting to check to see if he was okay, (Your Name) threw the covers off her body and pulled herself out of bed.
She heard a couple more piano keys as she quietly tiptoed down the hallway to the spare room that had become Justin’s home studio. At first, the notes were not coherent with each other, they sounded more like a practice rhythm to see if they were in tune.
When she came to the last door on the right, she stood with her body leaning against the wooden frame and watched Justin’s fingers dance along the keys. The notes were now more synchronized with one another and with every key he touched, its different frequencies created a beautiful melody. (Your Name) watched him with fascination.
A minute had passed and the music came to a halt. (Your Name) let out a breath, not wanting Justin to stop playing. He must have felt her watching him and turned around. His eyes met hers and he instantly smiled.
“That was really beautiful,” she whispered.
(Your Name) could see the fatigue wash over his face from the lack of sleep. Though his body was beyond the point of exhaustion and in desperate need of composure, his mind was wide awake. Strumming along the strings of his guitar, fiddling with the keys on his piano or writing songs was the only way he knew how to escape his struggle with his insomnia. Music is his comfort.
“Can you play it again?” (Your Name) asked and sat on the bench beside him.
“Of course I can, sweetheart,” he consented before leaning over and giving the side of her face a gentle kiss. (Your Name) blushed.
She watched Justin place his fingers on the precise keys in which he wanted to start with. The music started again. His hands moved graciously over each key, making the angelic harmony fill the room. It was a song that was not familiar to (Your Name), her thoughts suggested that Justin had made it up on his own but it was the most beautiful piece she had ever heard, with no form of error to be heard between each interval.
As Justin’s fingers glided over the keys in a perfect rhythm, (Your Name) couldn’t help but close her eyes so that her mind could focus on only the song. It lasted longer than she anticipated but it didn’t matter because she never wanted him to stop.
The rhythmic pace was beginning to slow down and when Justin hit the final note on the piano, (Your Name) opened her eyes to see his hypnotizing golden orbs staring back at her and she began to melt.
“What do you think?” he asked.
“I love it, Justin.” It was all she could say; she couldn’t put into words just how much she loved listening to such a soothing piece. She began contemplating in her mind whether or not she would ask him to play it again.
“Wanna know a secret?”
(Your Name) nodded her head.
Justin glanced down at the white and black keys before locking his eyes back on to her.
“It belongs to you.”
(Your Name) felt her face getting warmer as her heart pounded in her chest. She smiled and bowed her head, hoping he wouldn’t notice that she was blushing.
“I wrote it a few nights ago when I couldn’t sleep,” he continued. “I was messing around and I couldn’t stop thinking about you when this song suddenly came in my head. I started playing the notes and it sounded so heavenly and affectionate… that’s when I thought of you. This song resembles who you are to me, you’re sweet and elegant like the melody that it beholds. Like every note, every little inch of you is beautiful and like my music, you make me so happy and you’re my most prized treasure.”
Justin grabbed a hold of (Your Name)’s hand and brought it up to his lips, leaving several tender kisses behind.
“I wrote that song for you, baby. It belongs to you and no one else… and always will.”
The light of the moon glistening through the glass door ignited his eyes that were pools of honey to a fiery shade of autumn gold. They resembled the morning sun rising over the horizon. The burning in his eyes made (Your Name)’s knees fall weak.
“Thank you,” she whispered with modulation and smiled with delight. She ever so gently caressed the side of Justin’s cheek with her left hand, bringing him in closer. Their lips were just inches apart. As (Your Name) closed her eyes, she felt his lip move deeper and perfectly in sync with hers.
Pulling away breathless, (Your Name)’s eyes opened and her forehead rested against Justin’s, comfortably. Both were breathing heavily and they took a moment to gaze at one another without speaking a word.
“Why don’t you go back to bed, baby? I’ll be there in a while,” Justin broke the silence.
(Your Name) sighed sadly. She knew that if either of them needed to sleep, it was him. Nevertheless, she didn’t try to argue with him and she simply nodded her head.
But before she went anywhere, she had one final favor to ask of him.
“Can you play the song one more time?”
Justin smiled broadly with his face aglow, seeing just how much she really enjoyed the little hymn he had written just for her.
“For you? Of course.”
(Your Name) rested her head against his bare shoulder and watched as his fingers danced around on the piano keys once more. She closed her eyes and listened, letting every gentle and harmonizing note fill her ears and her heart.
The End ♡