We are all believers, aren't we? Deep down? Just a bit?
At least I think we'd all like to believe.

We'd all like to believe in things that are immortal.
Wether it's because we know we are not or just because we're afraid to admit we're not



Maybe we all want to believe in love because by (hopeful) definitions love is immortal, therefore by being loved we acquire a bit of it, don't we? Loving someone, we try to forget they're mere humans, born only to live and die. We build up these ideals of them, we forget  (or want to forget) they're capable of disappointing us, we rely on them to build us up not weigh us down, even when we do, we linger on possibility, and possibilities are all about faith.
We believe in superior forms of creation because it would be sad to think we're accidents of nature, we serve no purpose. Some of us like to believe in life after death because it's sad, to go through so much shit just to rot in the underground or be burned to a crisp.