I feel like love is a learning.

Learning a language is simply

another form of love.

And that means, like in love, there’s no sense in “mastering” a language...
Instead, why not let it master you?

I want to spend so much time devoting myself to its beauty, that it takes me to a new place in myself.

I want to let it capture me, and captivate me, surprise me, and make me feel in new and different ways.

It’s not that I force it to fit into my mind, it’s that I open to the possibility that it has the power to change me.