The lake house

- You weren't there. You didn't come.

- I don't understand. Something must have happened. I'm sorry. I've got two years, Kate. We can try again.

- No, Alex, it's too late. It already happened. It didn't work.

- Don't give up on me, Kate. What about Persuasion? You told me. They wait. They meet again, they have another chance.

- Life is not a book, Alex. And it can be over in a second. I was having lunch with my mother at Daley Plaza...and a man was killed right in front of me. He died in my arms. And I thought "It can't end just like that on Valentine's Day." I thought about all the people who love him, waiting at home...who will never see him again. And then I thought "What if there is no one?" What if you live your whole life and no one is waiting? So I drove to the lake house looking for any kind of answer. And I found you. And I let myself get lost. Lost in this beautiful fantasy where time stood still. But it's not real, Alex. I have to learn to live the life that I have got. Please don't write anymore. Don't try to find me. Let me let you go.

Llamale casa del lago, llamale... otra cosa... Se que con el estado animico que tengo estos dias con respecto a las relaciones, no deberia ver peliculas de este tipo, pero la ponian en la tele, yo estaba aburrida... ha sido inevitable:P

...y de eso no puedo ir a la nevera y servirme...

"There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison..." (Persuasion, Jane Austen)