You ask what I believe in. I believe in fate that cannot be avoided, and sooner or later it will overtake you anyway. I believe that feelings are stronger than reason and you cannot command them. I believe that goosebumps do not appear to everyone, but only when a person touches something deep in you and it doesn’t matter whether I react to a voice, look, touch, or just an image arises in my subconscious. I believe that if a person betrays my trust, something will break in me, the thread will break and I will no longer be able to look at him as before. I do not know how to resurrect what has died. I believe in sunsets with a cup of hot tea and sunrises that are reflected in my eyes. I believe in a whisper, gentle and affectionate, without falsehood. I believe that the voice is native and, when you hear it, you are wrapping your soul in warmth. I believe in silence, which can be more eloquent than words. I believe in the magic of gaze, which can be brought to your knees or killed, or you can make you fly, smile and resurrect. I believe that when I close my eyes, the person will stay with me, despite my strengths or weaknesses, weaknesses or mistakes. I believe that time cannot be reversed, and that everything will ever pass.