In a world where good and evil are confused, where love has become an emoji, and where jealousy is a symbol of weakness, I choose to feel. Believing has become a rare risk, but looking at you and wanting to believe is proof that my heart still claims to be true. Because showing that you are important to me, even if the other person doesn't like you, is my way of resisting the coldness of this age. Even when there is a lot of distrust around, my heart tries to believe in you. Because today, loving is an act of faith. ++Sometimes I worry that I'm hurting you, even though I'm trying to do you good.