They say that in spring the heart blooms like the first flowers. Everything around wakes up, and with every ray of sunshine you want to live a little deeper, breathe a little more freely… and, perhaps, fall in love.

I don’t know if there’s love in the air, or if my mood is just playing romantic today. But I like this lightness. When passersby smile, when the wind plays with your hair, and your soul naturally believes in something good.

Maybe spring is an invitation? To open your heart. To write to someone. To give it a chance.