The step of gravity. After the vertigo of the first meeting, you plant your feet. You choose the other person, not despite their cracks, but because of the light that seeps through them.
The first step is the bravest. It is the moment you say "yes" to the unknown. You leave the landing of solitude to walk toward someone else’s world.
Un passo nella polvere, (A step in the dust,)
Title: I Passi dell’Amore (The Steps of Love)
Il piano non è il traguardo. (The floor is not the finish line.)
Love is not a leap. It is a staircase.
The step you don’t plan. A glance, a word, a silence that feels like home. It is fragile; the step of courage where you decide to look twice.