I like the early mornings
When you're not as guarded
When your walls come down
At least for a little while
I like it when you're like this
With your adorable bed hair
And pillow creases imprinted on your cheek
And glasses placed haphazardly on the bridge of your nose
I like it when you're like this
Smiling softly at me
(With crinkly eyes
And blushing cheeks)
Open and honest and trusting
I like it when you're like this
Because I know that when you smile
You smile for no one else but me