Muhammad Zurikh, I love you and only you.

My knight in shining armour, my personal ray of sun in a snowstorm, my Edward and Jacob rolled into one, my light when darkness falls, my support system, the one I think of before I go to sleep, the first one I dial when I open my eyes. You make me feel alive, on top of the world. You complete me, and it's no cliche.

The reason I hold on, the reason I'm trying.

Everytime I look into your eyes, I try to comprehend, through the film of tears blinding me, the surreal fact that this amazing person, was mine.