If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now?

Dear Claire,
"What" and "If" are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? I don't know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it's never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. 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. And, Claire, if you didn't, I hope one day that you will.
                                                                                        All my love, Juliet

If you were wondering, this is quoted from the movie Letters to Juliet. A reply to a woman who wrote a letter to Juliet in her tomb 50 years ago. I'm not going to write a whole long history about the tradition of writing letters to Juliet in her tomb and about the selfless Juliet's secretaries reply to all the letters from the broken hearted. What I want to say is, after the woman read the reply,she went to find for her lover after 50 years. Finally after the long-and-full-with-disappointment journey,she found the man she love since she was 15years old.And when she says she's sorry for letting go 50years ago...

I know fairy tales doesn't work in real life and there are no prince charming come riding on a white horse. But probably,just for a movie's time,I would want to believe that true love has no expiry date.

And below is the letter written to Juliet 50 years ago in the movie: 

     I didn't go to him, Juliet. I didn't go to Lorenzo. His eyes were so full of trust I promised I'd meet him and run away together because my parents don't approve. But, instead, I left him waiting for me below our tree - waiting and wondering where I was. I'm in Verona now. I return to London in the morning and I am so afraid. Please, Juliet tell me what I should do. My heart is breaking and I have no one else to turn to. Love, Claire 


p.s: don't wait for 50years to go for your love like she did.

Doubt thou stars are fire

Doubt that the sun doth move

Doubt truth be a liar

But never doubt I love