Like two lovers (Helsinki)
Last night, my re-encounter with tango was a bit like two lovers meeting after a major fight: hesitant, careful and unwilling to show too much enthusiasm, but full of secret joy, despite the heartache. We were both observing each other with sideways glances, and after initial shyness, made tentative steps towards reconciliation. While neither one of us was prepared to commit to anything long-term just yet, one thing was clear: the old love is still there.