Pretty Things DO NOT COME FOR FREE, whether you asked for it, or not. Nothing comes for free?! okay either way i'm sure you get what i mean. Plant that thought because it is, the naked truth. Exceptions are as such; a mother's love, sperms & eggs and the air we breathe in. That's all that i can think of because even before we were conceived, money would be the main concern. Somebody would start cracking their heads, screaming who's going to pay for the doctor's bill?! (hospital fees, diapers, education, food and so on). Even life, has its price. To live a comfortable life, guess what comes in mind? Therefore, every little thing that we do in life, there has to be something in return.
Thus, when someone gives you gifts, they would expect a sight of awe when you opened it up and a big thank you hug afterwards (the least). When someone did you a favor, the least you can do is buy him/her lunch or go out for a drink to show a sense of appreciation. Or, when someone forgoes their time, money and social life just to be with you, the least you can do is to return the favor by showing how much you acknowledge their sacrifices. Happiness comes not from something that we lack, but from the recognition and appreciation of what we have and received. In this case when we truly desire to give back, i think love and support will always be remembered, fondly in good times and as encouragement in bad times. No gifts can represent what love and support means to someone, to show gratitude and be grateful of those who make you happy. Appreciate a smile, appreciate the company, appreciate the time lost and spent.
I just want to let you know, the things that you do for me, does not go unnoticed. You're a necessary piece that goes with me everywhere and i appreciate your dedication. I know that just by telling you this does not service you justice, but i'll try to repay you back somehow ;)
FYI, I do care, i do listen but i was too scared to act out and not strong enough to admit it. I am TOTALLY FREAKING SORRY ;|
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