Suddenly, there is this load of burden on my chest. No, not the negative kind. Its more of something that bothers me in a positive way. What is it, you ask. Its the burden of not telling people I love, that I love you.
If you're my family, I love you in all your strange ways.
If you're my friend, I love you very much.
If you're someone I smile to, I love you.
No, and yes, I cannot smile to someone whom I really hate.
The smile doesn't reach my eyes.
And when someone talks bad about someone else, I feel a rush of sickness forming in my stomach. Even if the bad qualities are true, I still feel guilty about gossiping. Yes, I do gossip, and yes, I do feel guilty. So, I am going to try to steer away from gossiping. It's not going to be easy, but like Jordin Sparks said, one step at a time.
And if I do need to vent out my frustration or complain, I shall be objective about it, no matter how hard that can be on me.
I am gonna try,
I am gonna try to be alive,
To appreciate what I have, and still desire for more,
To dare myself to love and to receive love,
To show my love through words and actions,
and most of all,
to overcome fear with love to live
a life I dream it to be - no regrets. :)