He who came into my life,
When my life was a knife,
Cutting me into edges with each it's swipe.

He who came and switched on the lights,
When I grew blind.
He added colors,
And not for one second bothered,
To keep me in his life,
Apart from my dark sides,
He wants to be by my side.

I still fear that I am a bad luck,
I may ruin his life,
Like others said and left,
Maybe the only thing I can do today is,
To write for him.

I won't say this words are exactly what I feel,
But this poem lacks words,
Because some things are better left unspoken.
So here is to my best friend.

He came as an angel,
He is perfect in all his imperfections,
From every angle the world could describe,
I am certain of one thing today itself,
The girl who will marry him,
Will be the happiest.

He may be shy,
And wants to die.
But that idiot doesn't realize,
That he is a specialist,
In making people feel alive.

He re-painted my world,
He who has managed to make the broken peices,
Love again.
Who has restored my faith in friendship,
Who has made the broken girl feel that the world isn't as bad as it seems.

Some things ends, destiny takes it course,
The darkness fades and lights lit up again.
The light was him,
And I thank god for this.

He may sometimes make her mad,
But she knows that world without him,
Would be bad.
He didn't judge her in the dark battles of her past,
And she hopes their friendship lasts.

He like a true gentleman,
Waved at her and said "I will never leave you"
Which he has managed keep  up with.
And it's time for her to keep her words as well.

Maybe the past will always hurt,
But their ain't going back,
He is my best friend,
And nothing in him lacks.

He is the one who stayed,
When all people did was laid her down,
In hopes and expectations,
He stood by her,
When the fake towns,
Of love and war engulfed her.
He woke her up from her coma of tough times,
And made karma curse itself.

He walked up to her,
The day destiny led her to the harsh reality,
He guided her through it,
And helped her rise.
In this life of hers,
What else would she want?

She would take that bullet first,
He is her soulmate,
And thanks for not being late.
To have saved her,
There is nothing one could say,
Other than you are a true mate.

He who walked in,
Who made her laugh,
Who stood there,
Who cared for her,
Who loved her as a friend,
Who actually made her feel alive,
Who made her realize that there is something to live for,
Who is truly amazing,
And she lacks words to describe,
And thank him for all those helps,
Who didn't bother to stay up and listen to her regular stressful messes,
Her dramatic words and stupid jokes,
Who laughed at her and made fun of her,
But never made her feel sad for who she is.
Just a 'Thankyou' is less for that.

The tears may stream down your face,
When one day you may not find her their by your side,
But remember she will be there,
Waiting for you in heaven,
Watching you,
Watching you with pride,
To see you sparkle through the night.
You are an angel remember?
And you have to keep smiling,
And face the rain.