What's In A Word?

WHATS IN A WORD?

 

One of my very favorite movies is "London". Don't ask why... I'm not even sure why. Anyway, this movie is centered around Jessica Biel trying to get her boyfriend to say those three magical words (I love you). He eventually says it at the very last minute, at the end of the movie, as she's about to move away. Wow dude, REALLY? Peace out! One of my favorite scenes is when she says "I love you" continuously and he just will not say it back. He actually has the nerve to say something like, "Why does it have to be about words?" or something like that. She then replys that it is about words, because if we didn't have words we'd still be living in caves and talking with our hands. Jessica, I couldn't have said it better myself.

So, what's in a word? Why do we say "I love you"? And when we say it, what do we mean? Can it be said too much? Can it not be said enough? Can you wear it out? Well, let's say this... I've tested love and it's limitless boundaries and NO, I do not think it can be worn out (not if the person you're saying it to knows what your meaning is).



 

 

Cloudy WIth a Chance of Hope

I sat there, listening to music, realizing that the last three years of my life had been wasted... I had pushed my friends aside, put my dreams on hold and committed myself to loving a man who was not worthy of my time, my attention, my heart. Was I a fool? Was I a stupid girl? Or had I just tried too hard to be something that I am not? Either way, I was sitting there, alone, thinking to myself. Answering to myself... Wishing I could turn back time and take my life back....

But, I couldn't turn back time and the very place I had been trying to avoid was right in my face. I had been trying to make a relationship work, because I didn't want to start all over. I didn't want to get to know someone all over again. It just seemed like less work to work the kinks out of someone I already knew. But I didn't know him much more than I knew Elvis. And the things I knew about him weren't even appealing. I had created this image in my head. There was this ideal man that I knew I wanted. He would be at least 6'3", 220lbs., light skinned, athletic, business minded (a hustla), great with kids, and among many other things, 100% supportive of my dreams. Yep, there's a frickin list. This guy, this dude I had spent three years pouring myself into, was NOT that. He was nowhere near supportive. We were headed in two different directions.

Ugh, so frustrating. The more I thought about it, the more disgusted I became. I mean really, I had friends, I had goals. I had a five year plan that was going to set me up for life. Well there's two years left in that plan (that I haven't started yet), and I'm afraid I may not be able to pull it off. What had happened to me? Was I that far gone? And how in the world had I fallen so far for HIM? Rolling my eyes, smacking my lips, I jumped up off the sofa and ran to grab my laptop. I WILL NOT BE STUCK! So, sure I had a five year plan that I didn't start three years ago. I am going to start it now. It'll be a two year plan that will have me set up comfortably for at least 20  years. Can I pull that off? Oh I'm going to.

There is a light at the end of this tunnel. I see that. I realized that while I had wasted three years, there was no point in dwelling in the hurt of the situation which I could not change. Someone once told me the best way to get over someone or something, is to get even. Well I'm over him and the whole shebang, but I do like the sound of getting even. Oh imagine the jaw drop when I'm exactly where I wanna (the very place he tried to keep me from). I'm getting there. I have people around me that care about me and I'm working on my dreams. I feel good.

Colors of My Luv * Part 1

You keep tellin me you're not ready
But I keep ignoring the signs
Pushin it to the side....
Trynna put it outta my mind
I've been in love before so I think that I can master
But shyt, I thought that before and that ended in disaster
He was a bastard...
Tried to make me degrade myself
Made me hate myself
Tried to beat me down til there was nothing left
It took a lot of crawling before I could walk and gather the nerve
To say I deserve actions, cause they speak louder than words...
This is absurd
How could anyone ever abuse me
Dare to misuse me
Some people are only here to use me
I figured it out, then shielded my heart
Said I'd never let it out, but your love is like art
It consumes me, covers me like rain
Drives me insane
Makes all better the things that caused me pain.
But, you're not ready
I heard you when you told me that
Matter of fact, I knew it before I joined the pack
My feelings are exact, and everything I told you
So you have to know I'm giving you the whole truth
Never underestimate the power of my many sides
It can be a ride I know but I'm letting you decide...