You

 Assalamualaikum

Dear you,

I don't like using the phrase "dear you", 

But dear you, 

Like the morning dews, you smelled fresh in the dim lights. 

Your physical scent was strong, but it could never defeat the attraction oozing out from your whole existence. I was glad to see you through the screens, at the back, lying with your heavy eyes. 

I was glad, to see you absentmindedly presenting your beautiful self each day.

And because of that, every Thursday in the old days didn't sit right in my life. 

It existed there, without you. 

Like last night's rain, you washed over the dryness on this ground beneath my feet.

I was glad to have you near to me, but sometimes I couldn't find the sanity to fight the insecurities poisoning the thought of you in my mind. But I could feel I'd forever be glad, to keep your soul and gorgeous existence around for the rest of my life. 

I had always known I had nothing big to offer to anyone, even to the ones who brought me to this world. And I especially owned nothing good to share with you, I was nowhere near to a queen, those pretty models on walkways, or to anything you used to like. 

Because of this, I hope you will always know who you're looking at when you see me. 

I hope you will always remember, why it should be me since your first day. 

I hope you will always, find me, in the worst storms, and in the brightest light.