Words

One word could describe everything but thousand words would leave you in thousands of emotions.

Living my life all this while, I strangely found comforts through words. I love the feeling of being immersed in thousands of words, contemplating, translating and imagining each and every single word I read or write.

Sometimes I was left in awe with mind-boggling stories or articles. Sometimes I cried at the end of sentences. Sometimes I experienced goosebumps after a full stop. All this mixed emotions just somehow left me in comforts I cannot describe. All the words I encountered brought me to a whole new world where I could create everything on my own. Words built up barrier between me and the hectic outworld. Words made me forget the problems, hardships when I almost want to give up my life. Words gave me strength.

Whenever I had the chance, I would read whatever reading materials I could get my hands on. Whenever I had mixed emotions and all sad, I would write words depending on whether it was poem or just words in paragraph. That’s why I always have a pen and a notebook with me all the time. Whenever I discover new words, I would copy it in my notebook because I felt like it was so precious that I must keep to myself, as if it was some sort of treasure I found on a deserted island.

The best time of all to read thousand of words is when it is raining outside and I would be tucked in a comfy and cozy blanket trying to find for warmth. Not to mention the natural lightning from outside that tries to find ways to enter my room. I would be glad to stay in that situation for hours, immersed with words and imagine things. I would never get bored with words.

Words are precious because with words, an author can be admired, with words, a Prime Minister could make thousands of people have faith in him and with words, I could write this to dedicate my love for words.