Speaking of love...

I have begun to appreciate myself more after these past couple of weeks. I was about to put myself down as I was walking past a certain someone today... thinking that I simply did not have the looks when I remembered how fortunate I was to have what I have.

And I smiled in the mirror as I thought that. For the first time in a long time, I was happy with what I saw. I finally saw myself. Not just a face for definition. 

I do have my worries. And I do feel that I do not do enough. I feel that I do not express myself well enough too. I do not tell people that I love them even when I feel it. But love, after all, is not only conveyed by words. 

But I would hate to regret the day when I can no longer tell someone how I really feel. When the clock has stopped ticking. 

Feelings untold, pierced by the thorns of time.

Sometimes we just have to take the norm out of the everyday and make each day our own. Make it the way we think is best. 

Here's to being honest.