Friday, February 21, 2014


I have love for words...

That I could fill pages to write my feelings, describe you,
And words would not be enough.

But words cannot be trusted either.

It can give you joy, scar you, and put you into tears.
It is a mark that will not be erased where it have been placed.
A reminder, where we cling on a promise.

Interchangeable, that when one word is misplaced it changes meaning,
take this for example, 'Love one another,' would be 'Love another one.'
(Aha, that one I got from a homily.)

Words are bearing to where we wanted our life to be.
It started with words, then we live in action.
It is simply complicated. Oxymoron.