Two windows, two simple windows that can be located in one house, in two houses facing each other, standing in different cities, different countries, two windows leading into the souls of two people. Love has no boundaries - geographical or social. But she can be stopped by just two windows, between which hides something deeper, more personal than just the street or balconies. Between them is the smell of unlit candles, unspoken words, discarded feelings and betrayal, which are so helplessly diminished under the blow of love, which sometimes, perhaps secretly, subjugates the heart.