Let me say this first, before anything else, thank you. To the one who came when all I could do is pray for my happiness. To the one who unconsciously stitched every broken pieces of my being with his unending stories. And to the one who unknowingly made me realized that there is more to life and that being happy is very easy.

Let me take you to the part where you were not there. When your presence is non existing and you were nothing but an old, unfamiliar soul. I had very hard nights. Trouble in sleeping is not a trouble anymore. Crying is like a natural thing for me back then. And my smiles and laughters were like raindrops on a vast desert. All I could utter to myself before was that everything is hard and I could not do anything more. I could have ended what I have started 26 years ago. All I could see back then is ending. As if everything around me were last notes of a song I can barely remember.

And then you came... You were not early, you were not late. You were just in time when I was about to give up in everything. You came when everything is turning into black. You came before the last note was played. You came before the sun laid its rest below the mountains. You came before the last leaf fell from the autumn trees. You came before I could tell myself that I can't do it anymore. Yes, you came...

There were nights that are still filled with uncertainties and questions. Nights that are still cold and endless. Those nights that were still filled with unrequited thoughts. But these nights are not my typical nights. These were my nights with you. With your soul and with every bits of you. These were nights when I leave everything to destiny and fate. These were nights when I decided to continue playing the notes you usually play. The nights I have prayed, not for my broken soul, but for my healing heart. These were the nights I spent with you. Cold, cracking in silence yet sweet and enigmatic.

Thank you for making me believe that I can trust again. That my heart can still beat someone's name along my wishing prayers. For making me realize that I deserve to be loved as much as I give love. And for making me know the answer to my questions he could not answer before. 

I don't know where this will lead. Every turn on this journey is a decision we cannot take back. Every yes and no, every stop and go will leave a mark on our lives. All I am certain right now is that there's no more dark clouds on my storm. No more bad dreams on my long nights and no more pricking needles on my very being. Thanks to you, everything that once turned black is now shining in red and blue. And I am starting to like those hues. Thanks to you.

— Elle