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Do They Need to Know When You Love Them?

When I was young, my father used to tell me to be more frank with my feelings.
“When you love someone, tell them!”. I know they are a lot of people who has an issue in declaring love for someone else. It could be shy, or personal pride, or even perhaps they don’t really know how to show their love for others, how could they bravely say the word “love”?

For me, it needed a long journey where I can see myself to fall in love with someone else. It was hard indeed in the begining. Afraid to be blunt, to lowering the value if the L word come too easy. Yet I push myself to be brave and embracing the feelings that lingering around my heart.

Somehow it comes to my realization that perhaps, the person might be feeling a little bit indifferent. How if they feel uncomfortable? How if they hate it? How if they loose that excitement because of the disappearance of the mistery?

Even if it’s hurt, a little lay low might be a good idea.

Let’s simply celebrate it personally, silent and carefully.


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