The title says it all.
I love how words bend with every sentence and defy logic with every metaphor.
I love how one word, like desolate, can explain so much in its singularity.
I love how words drift into our minds when we least expect them.
I love how words are everywhere, yet not everyone can see them.
I love how words run like currents of electricity from my brain and into my hands, allowing me to create worlds of wonder.
I love words and the passion they incite.
I love words.