APPLE OF MY EYE

HEY! MY MUSE,

I know you’re reading this. I don’t know where, but wherever you are, I can see those happy tears in your eyes. Tears of love, tears of affectionate, tears of rememorizing our old sweet moments that we ever created. But I don’t want to make you cry even if it out of happiness. You always talk about building an empire but have you ever noticed the things you have already built? The sacrifices you have made are the strong bricks of the wall. Your prayers for your closed ones are the strong pillars. The selfless love you shower are the lightning lamps that makes us out from darkness. Your endless talks are the beeping radios of our house. HAHA… But the radio that soothes our soul. Your charming smile are the aesthetics of the room. And you? You’re that MOST precious luxury piece we could preserve in our whole heart and soul.

You said that day, “We together will make this. But I know I’ll be the least earning one among us.” Earning what? those notes that we spend the day after? the notes that are temporary? Look back and see the path you have covered. You have not just covered it, you have cleared it for us. Often the sweeper that sweeps the road for us are considered as poor and the one who walks easily for them are considered rich. Rich in what? Now if we ever become capable of growing a fruitful plant, then it’s just because the humus you have added in the soil. If we could ever walk in right path then it’s just because you have swept all the hurdles. If we can ever pluck the rose of success it’s just because you taken all the thorns with yourself. If we could ever build a home it’s because you have provided us the pillars. If we could ever live a happiest smile, it’s only because YOU EXIST.