On Yellow by Coldplay

On any granted random day, Yellow never fails to lift my mood and turn me back to the dreamy invicible sagittarius I am

just as the bright and cheerful image the shade of the yellow color represents

That just speaks the profound and overwhelming effect it enacts on me as if one was drug and drunk on each word

my first exposure to it was my high school time

being a typical high schooler, I was drawn to the upbeating attracting melody and the sweet romantic vision of the starry night sky the verse reproduces 

and that was it

but gradually along with time, i came to be fascinated by the association of the exuberant, bold and loud yellow in contrast to the calm, quiet, solitary night sky
i kept pondering on the wholesome and complete image yellow exudes
somehow all the elements seem just fall into its place

something sound, something innocent, something impeccable, something absolute, something intense, something irresistible, something could not be more appropriate and rightful.. for love 

then, it is how "for you I bleed myself dry"was chosen to articulate the devotion

it is not anywhere near those cheesy short-lived romance

but a much more engaging, compelling, dramatic and gravitational love

one demands of utmost effort, unquestionable will, unwavering courage, infinite devotion in the face of the most agonizing suffering it could get... 

one diffused by some kind of alluringly irresistible toxicant

as much as the wholeness of yellow
it seeks the utmost unconditional and altruistic sacrifice one can give
and to be worded by the bodily words constructing human like skin, bones and bleed

it gets as physical as love should be
and i love that idea too,
as love indeed calls for a deep physical bond just as much as the emotional and spiritual tie it demands  

and it is, by all means, not the common idea of dying for love and such...
I mean dying is a much more easier option one can pick. it ends in a flash and the pain vanishes as fast as it it inflicts. plus, it sounds plain, commercial and shallow as the notion might get in cheap romance movies

but here, bleeding... a much prolonged anguished and painful process
one would cringe at the thought of it
one only voluntarily lets themself destroyed if they genuinely are to give their love their all, and not in a coward manner of just ending the suffering but by letting themselves being corroded and withered in the act of dedication 

that should be how destructive and hypnotic a force love could turn out to be

deep and enthralling
poignant and haunting

falling with the most destructible force of a fall

engaging in the most absolute attention of an engagement

loving with the most compelling of devotion and sacrification

and i read about how Yellow was chosen as the title

that Coldplay couldnt replace it with any other word more suitable once they come acros yellow

and that it does not has much connection with the intention of the song except for it represents a bright and promising future for the group as a debut song

... see, that is again how love should work

as if 2 unknown strangers approaching each other only to find that they are just meant to be together 

and that they are such a complete and perfect match that once matched, becomes impossible for any replacement to remain intact with the exact identical atmosphere, idea, sense and feel it has already conjured up in the act of abiding and evading each entity
like the idea of one can only be complete with another person 

yeah, maybe i am romanticizing the whole idea of love again

but why not ;)

it is fine romanticizing something ought-to-be-romantic in nature right 

... well, that is how Yellow grows on me during all this time

with my infatuation in its idea of love and absoluteness

dont you find it amazing now after my ranting :D

and somehow as the flow, i just feel like ending this note by the quote from Celine in Before Sunrise again

I always feel this pressure of being a strong and independent icon of womanhood, and without making it look my whole life is revolving around some guy. But loving someone, and being loved means so much to me. We always make fun of it and stuff. But isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?

 yup, absolutely