Its Only Words

"Like a flower, waiting to bloom 
Like a lightbulb, in a dark room   

I'm just sittin' here waiting for you 

To come on home and turn me on"

-Norah Jones-

There's nothing you can do that can't be done"
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say, but you can learn
How to play the game 

.It's easy

All you need is love, all you need is love

".All you need is love, love. Love is all you need

-The Beatles-

"Russian Roulette Is not the same without a gun,
And baby, when its love, if ain't rough it isn't fun.

-Lady Gaga-

And I'd give up forever to touch you"
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's meant to be broken 
"I just want you to know who I am

-Goo Goo Dolls-

Ever wonder how important words are?

The wrong words, the right words;

The important words and the not-so-important words;

The sweet words and the sour words;

The soft words and the harsh words;

The written and unwritten words;

The spoken and unspoken words.

Don't you feel something more every time the words are just right?

Doesn't your heart leap when the words mean something to you?

Doesn't your soul weep when your pain is put across for everyone to read in words?

If Life is poetry, words are its essence.

Words are the easiest commodity to come by. And they are the least trustworthy.

They're believable and beautiful and sweet.

Especially when you really want them to be those things. Words fluidly become what you wish them to become. 

Its all anyone has to offer, to the people they love and to the people they hate; to strangers; to family and friends.

Words, they can slay, they can bring back life.

They can revive faith, and they can extinguish any flickering flames of hope someone might have.

They can make your lips smile, your heart sing. 

They can Make your eyes tear, your heart despair.

Simply words. 

Only words.

r.a.n.t.i.n.g.

Illness has a way of making things difficult for me. Bipolarity is always a problem for me, yes. But, add illness to the mix and you'll find me bursting into tears because of badly toasted bread, sadly brewed tea or because marley died in Marley and Me.

Women are always hormonal.. err.. emotional. But ill bipolar women are dangerously so.

February is the worst month to have the flu in esp for single people. 

Its not chilly anymore, the afternoons are perfectly sunny, the season's are on the verge of changing.

And supposedly, Love is in the air. 

Feb sucks to have the flu in. Because, all I want to do is lie in bed and watch tv. And the damned TV people play stupid romantic movies where people fall in love, fight, break up, fall in love again and have a happily forever after. I dont want to watch people all loved up. I am sick, actually sick, Im bipolar and hormonal and worst of all, single. and this one week in feb makes me miserable.

The dialogues.. " Shut up.. you had me at hello" ( err hello! really!!??)

The music... (the violin solo that makes your gut twist.

The tear soaked happy smiles? (Acckkk!)

And of course, the burnt romantics are the worst cynics, right?

And I am a burnt-to-a-crisp romantic. I used to be that sappy girl who'd watch these movies and feel good (imagine that! *eye roll*)

And I make an excellent example of the cynical, miserable, awful people who downgrade love just because they can.

 Watching the sappy movies makes me wonder about the sheer naivette of people. Every one wants the unselfish, unconditional love, so desperately(it  breaks my heart to see the stupidity).

You want it all, but don't wanna give at all. how does that work, eh?

It doesn't. and thats the point. 

Love isn't a feeling, its a bargain. 

(and february is the month of unhappiness. Especially because I have the flu! )