That notebook is all about us; how we met each other, how we parted, how we got back together again. How we’ve loved each other. In a few years, I won’t remember any of it. And when that happens, I want you to read it back to me. It doesn’t make any difference where I am or where my mind is, just read it to me. I promise you: if it is humanly possible, I will come back to you.
(Source: thelostie, via bgann)