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Cleanse me Lord… Rid me of this white skin

In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong, I’d write you another letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you’d gone on with your life and I didn’t want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn’t ever want to lose that.

Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

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I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the day that you’ll take me in your arms again.
Nicholas Sparks, Dear John (via feellng)
People come, people go – they’ll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in a favorite book. When you finally close the cover, the characters have told their story and you start up again with another book, complete with new characters and adventures. Then you find yourself focusing on the new ones, not the ones from the past.

Nicholas Sparks, The Rescue

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