During my semester in Paris, one day I took a new route home and noticed this little love note painted on the sidewalk of my street. For the next few months, I found more, walking to the post office, in a parking lot, on the way to the park.
love me hug me adore me
On and on they went. Simple demands of the heart.
I loved finding them, and always wondered who those little love notes were for.
And yes, there's a good chance that I secretly wished they were meant for me.