we both were stirred from our slumber when
you smiled and said, "Hello."
I opened my eyes, smiled at your sweet smile,
and said, "Good morning."
We looked at one another for awhile before you
asked how I was doing, how I was feeling, and
if my dreams so far had been sweet.
I told you I was okay and that I was feeling better.
It was the first time you've ever seen me cry.
I had never planned on it, and I mumbled how sorry
I was the entire time, but you still tried your best to console me.

My dreams had been awful, but all I said was that I couldn't remember.
I didn't want to keep you up any longer, because we both needed sleep.
So I asked you the same questions, and then I said that we should try to sleep again.
You snuggled back into your pillow with your adorable yellow blanket and
with your glasses on and I said, "I really appreciate you, okay?"
Your face became serious as you told me that you feel the same for me as well.

"Goodnight, please have sweet dreams. You deserve them."