Noah: Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They're shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, fleeting glimpse of eternity, and in a flash they're gone.
Young Allie: Why didn't you write me? Why? It wasn't over for me, I waited for you for seven
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