jueves, noviembre 24

NEVER STOP DREAMING

-the notebook:                  

-"Noah!                   
Why didn't you write me? Why?
It wasn't over for me.    

               
-I waited for you for seven years. And now it's too late.                   
I wrote you 365 letters.
I wrote you every day for a year.



-You wrote me?




-Yes.                   




-You...                   
It wasn't over.                   

-It still isn't over.                   

-Oh...                   
You got to be kidding me...".




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