Sometimes this feels like a tragic love story that never really was realized, like The Notebook’s alter ego, where Noah and Allie don’t stay together, but are given that final reprieve before she goes back to Lon. Except I don’t want there to be a Lon. I want you to be Noah, and I promise to forever be your Allie. Thats the kind of love I think we had at one point. But we don’t have that anymore. We don’t have anything any more.