We were both lost when we found each other.
Our love seemed so right for so long.
Then everything went wrong.
I wanted things to be like they were before.
You said you didn't want that anymore
Too many painful things to forget.
Too many responsilities to be met.
You wanted something more than I had to give.
I wanted love-
The love we found when we were lost so long ago.
Where did it go?
I don't know.
It's just not there anymore.
It will never be found by us again.
You are no longer my "love"-
You aren't even my friend.
I will always remember when our love began.
But I'll also remember when it came to an end.
I have taken pride in writing this novel as so many people have the wrong impression on bikers because they dress in leather clothing which is to protect themselves in case of an accident. The majority of bikers are known Policemen, Firemen, Doctors,
Boom! Pain! Blackness!
After an RPG attack on their barracks in Afghanistan, corpsmen, Amber Fox and Luke Owens wake up in an Army hospital in Germany.
Thus, begins a four-month recovery for both of them. Amber lost her left leg bel
This is your journal, for your writing. An interactive journal with historical tidbits designed to nurture creativity and self-motivation, features one side for drawings, sketches, or pasting personal pictures, and the other side lined for notes or j
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