Believe

Here, love sounds not like a loud gesture, but like a habit - like breathing after a long run. These lines are not about a cinematic romance with pathos, but about that strange tenderness for which people go ‘through fire’ - sometimes literally. It's when your heart feels tired, your legs are worn out, but you keep going anyway - because it's easier to breathe together, even if the air is crackling.

Here, the rhythm is soft, like rain, and warm, like the sun breaking through the drops. The words, like music in the window, create the feeling that two people are building their castle in the clouds - not out of stone, but out of trust, habits, funny nicknames, and small victories. It's all about how, amid chaos and fatigue, you can find a quiet corner where it's okay to be yourself, and even the heaviness in your heart turns into an opportunity to fly.