Make it Count

My dearest Allie,

I don’t know what to say anymore except that I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it is over between us. It is a different feeling for me, one that I never expected, but looking back, I suppose it couldn’t have ended another way.

You and I were different. We came from different worlds, and yet you were the one who taught me the value of love. You showed me what it was like to care for another, and I am a better man because of it. I don’t want you to ever forget that.

I am not bitter because of what happened. On the contrary. I am secure in knowing that what we had was real, and I am happy we were able to come together for even a short period of time. And if, in some distant place in the future, we see each other in our new lives, I will smile at you with joy, and remember how we spent a summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. And maybe, or a brief moment, you’ll feel it too, and you’ll smile back, and savor the memories we will always share together.

I love you, Allie.
Noah

The Notebook, Nicholas Sparks. (via forever-and-alwayss, loveactually)

kayleighkill:

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onedirectioncutefacts:

woah
basically me at school all day
me: i hate all of you
me: stop screaming you saw your friend yesterday
me: holy fuck walk faster
me: get smarter idiot
me: maybe if i hit my head on my desk enough times ill die
me: stop laughing so loudly, he isn't that funny
me: shut up
me: stop flirting with every guy in the room you whore