You didn’t know Noah until the night of the carnival. He was the crazy man to hang off Ferris wheel bars to get your attention and ruin your date, just so you could go out with him. You called him crazy, and he was, but just for you

And you became crazy for him too. Something just felt right whenever you were with him. Even though arguing became something prone, you always worked through it. You met his father and had dinner with him. Then it was finally turn for him to meet your parents and that went well for what it was, until your mom started to realize Noah was too poor for you. You had a wealthy family who could live off the land and he worked at a lumber mill that payed 40 cents an hour

You were crying one night screaming to your parents about how much you love him and couldn’t ever go without him. Noah sat in the living room hearing all the mess in the office. He got up and took it upon himself to leave, but you ran after him. You stood at his car, telling him not to go but he picked his head up and looked at you

“You know it’s better this way honey.”