I recall the lonely nights. Going to bed with tears accompanying me. My heart so raw it hurts every time I feel. Waking up before the morning dew to ask Allah for my companion that He promised. 

I recall the empty texts. Typing 'Good Morning' on my iPhone notes. For nobody specific. My thoughts often wandered into the deep vision that is a dream. To meet the figure I'd spend my life with. 

As I sit on my bed right now, the sight of my wedding outfit glimmered with hope. A sign of new beginning, a ray of possibility. 

When I wake up tomorrow, I will be a few steps closer to completing half of my deen. A little nearer to sleeping and waking up next to a strangely familiar face. And a few hours short of ending my lonely days. 

Sayang, 

I agreed to marry you eight months ago- three days after talking on the phone when I have not even met you in person. Those who knew, thought we were a little crazy but we both believe in jodoh and that He willed it. Till date, you are still the best decision I have ever made in my life. 

I love you, indefinitely. Just.