I’m watching The Notebook for the millionth time and as I’m putting the dvd in, I question why I like this movie so much. Then I hear the narrative and I remember; the lines in this film tell a tale of the truth about love. At the heart of it, we can relate; we would rather fight with someone we’re so deeply in love with, than make romance with anyone else. Listen to these lines…

“You’re bored. You’re bored and you know it. You wouldn’t be here if there wasn’t something missing.”

“You arrogant son of a b*tch.” “Would you just stay with me?”

“Stay with you? What for? Look at us, we’re already fightin'”

“Well that’s what we do, we fight… You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a b*tch and I tell you when you are a pain in the a**. Which you are, 99% of the time. I’m not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you’re back doing the next pain-in-the-a** thing.”

“So what?”

“So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now? What’s it look like? If it’s with him, go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again. If I thought that’s what you really wanted. But don’t you take the easy way out.”

“What easy way? There is no easy way, no matter what I do, somebody gets hurt.”

“Would you stop thinking about what everyone wants? Stop thinking about what I want, what he wants, what your parents want. What do YOU want? What do you WANT?”

“It’s not that simple.”

“What… do… you… want? Whaddaya want?”

For me, that dialogue pretty much wraps up a story I’ve shared with someone and maybe that’s why others rerun the reel as well. Sadly even though this scene may have passed for many, the heart is giddy and kindles a fresh reminder of what it’s like to love so deeply. This line of the movie says it better than I do… “I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s ever lived: I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.”