Love Story

Sometimes love behaves like a navigation system without updates - stubbornly returning to the old route, even if the road has long been blocked. But you keep going anyway. Because you want to believe that this time you won't hit the same wall, but fly over it - with the windows wide open, with the wind turning the old pages.

Everything is painfully familiar: the same stars, the same words, but something else is in the air - a lightness, as if love has passed its technical inspection and returned with new brakes. Maybe it really is just a different story? The same couple of heroes, but without the drama, without the sleepless nights together. Everything is still beautiful, a little sad and, of course, again about ‘us’.