Daydreams...

- Where have you been all my life? - In the gift shop.

Love, after all, is just a promise. A promise that the love will remain forever, a promise that despite of the long miles between us and the long days of being away we'll be remembered in each other's hearts at every moment of our lives. It's a promise that things will turn out to be perfect, that they can change to be right again, a promise that anything in the world is possible to happen if we just wanted to. And it's a promise that a warm embrace at night before you sleep does solve all the problems of the day. Promises are made to be kept, because promises are made out of love. Because you love so much you promise and you're willing to do anything in the world to keep your promise. Yes, they overlap; love and promises. Because promises only come when there's a true belief and faith in who you promise, and even in yourself, that you can do it, you can keep your promise. It's like: "because I love you, I promise to love you forever." That ...