"CHRISTOPHER, CHRISTOPHER! PLEASE DON'T GO," I cried to the love of my life as he stepped into the army bus. I couldn't see him any more through the tears, but I knew he had come to me one last time for a proper send off. I couldn't let go. He was the only thing I loved, and the only person I will ever love. I would miss his hugs, and never forget his smell. He smelt like grass and sweat, but I didn't care as his smell was an indication of safe and security to me. And I would never feel safe ever again.
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Goodbye
RomansaHunter Cavonaugh is madly in love with the love of her dreams, but how can she be forever with him if the world war gets in the way. Hunter's boyfriend, Christopher Brody, is an upcoming 18 year old, whom cannot live without Hunter. But when that on...
