Dawn is a quiet time, and you are warm beneath a simple, scratchy sheet. The only sound is a paired breathing in the room and echoes of trucks on the interstate outside the door. Propped on one elbow, you look down at him and feel yourself smile. Face relaxed in sleep, he's never been more beautiful than he is in this moment, and the cliche nonetheless takes your breath away. If he was awake, you could show him how glad you are to have him there since you'd never actually find the words to tell him. Like a silly fairytale prince, you lean in to kiss him awake so that he can enjoy the warm dawn with you.