Falling in love &co.

Love can be a myth for some, a nightmare for others and somewhere in between, a reason for happiness. Although I used to be part of those who couldn’t understand the real meaning for this controversial word, love, things have changed and along with that so did my feelings.

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I always lived under the impression that the mystery of love was one to never talk about, there are some days that make me simply wonder the magic that lies underneath its meaning. You don’t need a dictionary to define it. Pictures won’t do it justice, nor will music. The only thing that can begin to describe it lies inside one’s heart. Mine tells me that this is it and that I must protect it with my most powerful weapons: trust and faith.

Past-me would give a more dictionary like description if asked what love is. But I guarantee this: the right person can conquer one’s heart and also put a sparkle in one’s eyes that gives away the feeling.

I am in love. It’s a sentence that has lost its meaning along the years. But some of us still try to bring it justice. :)


Movin in with the one you love



There is no such thing as “the right time” to move in with someone. If you plan on doing this, you better brace yourself, because life is about to happen.

There are many ways to explain what happens/what should happen (pros and cons lists, before and after situations etc.) I believe giving someone a real experience story is the best way.

I decided to stay in the same city during summer and to look for a job. Things aren’t that easy living in the capital during summer. Not everybody affords spending that much money on rent in a big city. So I made my boyfriend an offer that he was not afraid to refuse: living together so we could split the bill. He was not excited about this as I was, believe me. Although we spend 99% of the time together, moving in means more than just sleeping over. Of course, you do all the same things you used to, only this time you don’t keep your clothes in a backpack, you ask for your own drawer; you don’t go at your place to take a shower, you do it there (sometimes together); somehow you are not ashamed any more of doing things that you normally did when you were alone. And every little thing affects your relationship. Especially if we’re talking about a one bedroom place.

But after having my boyfriend seeing only the bad in this situation, I started looking for the good side. And I made a list:

  • I love waking up next to the man I love every morning.
  • I love making love with him whenever I want, or just to tease him.
  • I love cooking for him and not having to wait for him to get to my place to eat.
  • I love showering together.
  • I love not having enough space in bed in the hot nights.
  • I love the way he wakes me up everytime he snores.
  • I love how he gave me a full closet to put my stuff into.
  • But most of all, I love just being around him all the time, kissing him goodnight and sleeping happily in his arms all night. It’s like he’s protecting my dreams. My guardian angel.