lovelovelove <3

Lately I've been utterly concerned about the concept of love. Could it be because of the loneliness that surrounds us --i am fully convienced that we don't talk enough about individuality and human loneliness--, but my concerns have a stunning name that rolls out of my tongue in the sweetest way possible, and those piercing eyes that transform my worries into nothing.

This is my first entry, and I had no idea what to write about, but I guess this might be the appropiate way to introduce myself in here: i've reached the point in which you don't know me at all if you don't know him first. 

While doing my everyday life, I find myself adapting my little and limited world to him --not in a wattpad-creeppy-way to do so-- with every little act, from the colour of my nails (they used to be red, now they sometimes are blue, like the rest of my world) to the series I'll watch that week (probably shared with him) will be thought --through a subconscious process-- on behalf of and for him. Maybe that's my concept of love, the one that changes your whole concept of the world:

"To be loved is to be changed"

So every point that I'll make, every taste that I'll share, every word that I'll pronounce in here, will have his name behind, as its reason and its purpose.

Once clarified this, maybe the rest of my world gains meaning,

xoxo,

Lina <3