Letter to the boy I'm falling in love with.

You.

You who appeared from nowhere and decided to, I would not say change my life because that would be mainstream, but you change my way of thinking, my way of expressing, you make me swallow all my "I would never"'s. 

And all that is awesome, it feels awesome at least.

But I would like to have more time, I would like to love you more.

I would like to explain you the fact that I'm not the kind of girl who get attached but in fact, I am a free soul extremely opposite to the idea of being catched.

But you, oh you, you change all that transforming me into a hopeless romantic waiting for your text every morning.

You have the power to change this free soul into something else.

Something that would be too difficult to explain but that can be resume into the fact that, I am getting used to you.

I am getting used to the randomness of our days together.

I'm getting used to your smile, to the way you look at me, the way you hold my hand, the way we joke... 

I'm getting used to the happiness that you trigger in me. 

Everything seems to fit, like two puzzle pieces, everything seems to flow, and for that reason, I do not feel weird when I get lost in you, because in you I can also find myself.