But you saw me more like a blessing than a trouble. You saw me more than I thought I am and it was enough. I thought I was fine being just a dot in the crowd but you saw me, among the waves, amidst the lighting and shinih stars, you saw me resting my soul in a state where no one could ever discover any beauty within me. You saw me and you touched me when people seems to think that I do not deserve any attention or admiration because I am nothing but an ugly and miserable soul; and I got nothing to offer. I am just this. With all my wounds and pains. I am just this, carrying my story in my soulder and my heart on my sleeves. But you saw me, you wiped my tears away. Kissed my imperfections and casted my tears. You rescued me from my own misery and in a storm of people trying to belittled me— you raised me from the crowd, from the shining and blistering stars. You’ve shut your evening sky dark and you’ve watched me discover my light. I was never a fan of love, of a salvation, of a savior. And you never really have to fight and bleed to be my hero… All you did, you saw me. And with that, everything changed.