My Dearest Allie, I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent a summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you. Noah. (The Notebook)
My Dearest Allie, I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent a summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you. Noah.
I have everything but you, so I have nothing because you are everything for me.
The most beautiful stories aren't those lived with passion to lose all the reason?
Every day I love you more, today more than yesterday and much less than tomorrow. (Rosemonde Gérard)
Every day I love you more, today more than yesterday and much less than tomorrow.
Without you, I can not, without you, I do not know, without you, I do not exist, without you, I do not like because I only love you!
I asked you if you liked me, you said no. I asked you if I was pretty, you said no. I asked you if I was in your heart, you answered no. I asked you if you were going to cry if I went away, you said no. So I started walking, you grabbed my hand and you told me ... I do not like you, but I love you. You are not pretty, you are beautiful. You are not in my heart, you are my heart. And I'm not going to cry if you leave, but I'm going to die.
I asked you if you liked me, you said no. I asked you if I was pretty, you said no. I asked you if I was in your heart, you answered no. I asked you if you were going to cry if I went away, you said no. So I started walking, you grabbed my hand and you told me ...
I do not like you, but I love you. You are not pretty, you are beautiful. You are not in my heart, you are my heart. And I'm not going to cry if you leave, but I'm going to die.
To love is to know how to say I love you without speaking.
The misfortune of having lost you will never make me forget the happiness of having known you.
I love your eyes but I prefer mine because without them, I would not see yours.
To love you is so easy, to love you very difficult, but to forget you is impossible.
I would like to be one of your tears to be born in the corner of your eyes, to live along your cheek, and to die in the hollow of your lips.
