Love at full speed

About this work

Love at Full Speed I am racing at full speed, the wind pushing me forward, the road blurring beneath my wheels, and I have only one direction: towards him, towards her, towards love. There is no time to look around. The flowers that once accompanied me become a smear of colors, the sky opens up in fleeting lines, and everything that is not this feeling of vertigo and excitement fades away. This is what falling in love feels like in its early moments: a sprint, a fast-paced journey where reason is left behind and only the destination matters. In this instant, the world is reduced to a single point, to one person. And as long as this momentum lasts, I will keep moving forward, without brakes, with the certainty that, at least for now, everything is worth it.