Probably because love isn't a luxury of peacetime.
It's what keeps a person afloat when everything around them is crumbling.

I believe: if a person truly believes, their wish will definitely come true.
Not right away. Not with the snap of a finger.

But faith works quietly and deeply.

It changes us from the inside, makes us stronger, softer, more patient.
And step by step, it leads us to where the heart should be.

Love is also a choice.
The choice not to close yourself off.
Not to become hardened.
Not to turn pain into a wall.

I've seen too much destruction not to appreciate the simple things.
A warm voice.
The message "I'm here."
The feeling of being understood without unnecessary words.

Love is when two people believe in each other a little more than they believe in their fears.
And that's when the real miracle begins.

I'm not looking for a perfect fairy tale.
I believe in real feelings, in sincerity, in the warmth between the lines.
I believe that even after the darkest periods, life inevitably brings back the light—if you haven't stopped waiting for it.

Faith isn't naivety.
It's the courage to keep dreaming, even when it's painful.