"Poets often describe love as an emotion that we can't control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. That's what it was like for me. I didn't plan on falling in love with you, and I doubt if you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has happened only once, and that's why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it." -Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

****COVER BY @JustLaurenn_***** I stood on the ledge of the balcony, letting the wind whip my hair and face. I saw the people below stopping and getting their phones out. I heard people screaming at me to stop. I ignored their pleas. Then I heard it. Her voice. "Let her die, she's a worthless peice of shit anyway." I sucked in a deep breath. "This is it." I whispered, and prepared to jump. "STOP!!!!!" I heard Harry's voice yell. I ignored him as well, even though it hurt. "Take me out of my misery." I said. I spread my arms out, like I was going to fly, and leaned forward.