We looked all kinds of discord, all kinds of discomfort.
It happened that we met in the harsh winter, so we imagined that we would go through spring together, welcome summer, see autumn, swim in winter, and go through year after year.
"You are my daydream"
"Daydreaming about the blue sky?"
"Daydream means delusion, I mean, you are my wishful thinking."
Intention: Good match sent by God