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.
Alla fine della scala, (At the top of the stairs,) i passi dell amore
Un passo nella polvere, (A step in the dust,) The first step is the bravest
Then come the middle steps. These are the ones we don’t talk about. The steps taken in exhaustion, after an argument, when the hallway is dark. To take a step when you cannot see the floor beneath you—that is the love that lasts. Alla fine della scala, (At the top of
And finally, there is the last step. But love’s staircase has no top. The final step is simply the decision to keep climbing. To hold a hand while ascending, to wait for the other to catch their breath, to stop and look back at how far you have come.