A woman called Laura, which was celebrated by Petrarka, had never existed. The one who become generally accepted muse, a woman without heart, surely had nothing with the real person who aroused his powerful feelings. In that time, Petrarka was madly occupied with an idea of love, even in his dreams, so at the end, his Laura finally embodied. A young lady, who played the role of ''the other'', in eyes of others looked just like her famous alter ego. One day she decided not to deny the resemblance, and to accept the destiny of a double. She lived alone in a deep forest in the North of Italy or the South of France; surrounded by laurels. She lived and waited, already forgotten for someone to disabuse her. She is surely still waiting.