I don't know what a love like Juliet's feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for but I'd like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I will have the courage to seize it. - Letters to Juliet, Sophie.
I'm suddenly reminded of a sweet dream (with horror ending) I had in Korea.
I don't remember how I got that. But.
I was walking in an unfamiliar street. Even so, my legs started taking me towards a certain direction. Then I saw a corner shop, all covered with hand made daisies, in and out. It was dazzling under the sun. I remembered very clearly, the white petals and yellow in the middle.
I stepped inside immediately. And amazingly I saw Sweety inside. He hugged me like we haven't seen each other for ages. Yes, he folded each and every single daisies for me. (in my dream) OH MY GOD. Then, he held me close to him and we went outside and started counting the flowers.
When I woke up, my cheeks were wet. Tears of joy! *smiles*
