I awake to silence . Him breathing quietly next to me. The snow outside the window dancing slowly to the ground . I close my eyes then open them, peeking again. Hes here. Im not dreaming . I turn ever so carefully , propped up on an elbow, watching him sleep. I study his face , how peaceful he looks. I run my finger tips down his arm Tracing around his tattoo, down to his hand. I feel him grab my hand interlocking our fingers. I sigh. " good morning beautiful " .