The Party Has Never Started, 2020
When I think about love, what comes first is the trauma of unrequited love. The feelings are obsessed, the actions are mad, and life is like being on an emotional rollercoaster. The experience is real and intense, but they are also quiet and suppressed. It is like a party that you make so many efforts to prepare this for a person, waiting hopefully that the person will come if you keep the party going every day with optimism. Let’s go through the disappointment and encouragement from your own heart, who is honestly expressing your pain and gently cheering you up with hope. One day, you realize this unrequired love is toxic and you must find a way to end it. At least, if you could find a knife to kill your hopefulness that will be a release. Thus, you start finding some evidence of love and pain in this experience, but there is nothing out there. Emptiness and silence are the return for all your efforts and your worthiness.