Galileo is the dark hours, the time when I can explore him most. He is 7:30 when the sun is going down, showing me the secret underneath his first layer.

He is 9:30 when we are leaving dinner, forcing me to decide what to do for the next 2 hours and 30 minutes before curfew. This is when I begin to kiss him excessively (but still not enough).

He is 11:21, when we are laying together, trying to ignore the numbers on the clock and desperately praying to the heavens to just have a few more hours.

He is 12:07, when I realize that oh ****, I had to go home like 10 minutes ago. This is when I decide that I'm already late so we might as well keep going.

He is 12:49, when we finally fall asleep in different beds, already planning the next time to see each other. Where can I squeeze in those twenty minutes? When is the latest I can leave and still get home on time? When can I get him for as long as I need?

He is 5:50 the next day, when he wakes up and sends me a selfie of his tired face. This time is for him, when the day starts over and for when we begin the Life game again before we can make it stop again the next time I see him. When can I make the world stop with him? What's the longest I can get him to myself?

We are no clock and no time. Instead, he is a presence that I cannot overcome. Time will end, but his energy will not slow down for any clock.