I gave you the best of me. — Nicholas Sparks, The Best of Me
I gave you the best of me. — Nicholas Sparks, The Best of Me
I gave you the best of me. — Nicholas Sparks, The Best of Me
I gave you the best of me. — Nicholas Sparks, The Best of Me
I gave you the best of me. — Nicholas Sparks, The Best of Me
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I gave you the best of me.

— Nicholas Sparks, The Best of Me
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