I know these letters are stupid, and I know that you won't write back... but I just wanted you to know that I miss you, and I love you, and I always will. XO Cassandra (This book may be triggering to some people; depression, disorders, etc.)

The second I saw her my skin heated and heart skipped a beat. I knew I had to know who she was. I knew I just needed to be near her. After my horrible marriage I knew getting involved with anyone was the worst thing I could possibly do. The problem was the girl of my dreams was standing right in-front of me partially guarded. She knew my family and knew about my past which should scare me away, but it doesn't it only draws me closer to her. My brother is getting married, I'm the best man, she's the maid of honor. If I screw this up even a little bit everyone is going to have my ass. The second I saw him my mouth went dry. His sculpted arms in that t-shirt covered in ink, my body was telling me to run the other way, to not get involved with this gorgeous dangerous man with a military past. Those gorgeous blue eyes however pulled me in and saw right through every part of me. He's my best friends soon to be brother-in-law, and I have legal custody of a child that isn't mine. Nobody wants to be with a single mom these days, what makes him any different?

Am I ever going to completely forget? Is he? Is true love forever? Is fate real? I'm still wondering. This story is inspired by true events.

"Mags." He smirks making me groan. "Why do you insist on calling me that?" I hissed pushing away from him. "Because it drives you mad, making you sexy as hell." He smirked walking towards me. It's been four years since I heard him call me Mags. Now he's back in town for his sisters wedding. With a dog in tow, he's not the same man that left me. Not only is my heart in trouble but our daughters as well.

"Books and words are all I have left..." This world is filled with horror, fear, anger, hatred, wonder, awe, happiness, appreciation... Outside, the faces we put up, the paint we lay, thick and bright - all those cover those mud filled hole that we all hide. Sometimes, we all need a break. But how can you show it if you're afraid? If you don't want to hurt others? If you just don't want to make the world worst? This is just a story - letters - from one to herself during the darkest times, trying to bring out a glimmer of hope. During high school and the expectations of reality and the way the world works now.

come back home

I didn't think you would mean this much to me. I was never suppose to fall so hard for you, but every time you smiled it would make my heart pound and butterflies to erupt in my stomach. I thought it was just a crush, but the more we talked the harder I fell.

"Daddy I miss you, when will you come back from war?" The little Oliver wrote his daddy to ask him when will he come "I'll be coming soon, I left a man at home to protect the family, stay strong little soldier." but no one knew that he's dead and a friend of his daddy's is writing him instead. Well, until he discovers it, we'll have a good time.

Have you ever been somewhere, and wondered how you go there? You arrive in a place where you've only seen in your nightmares, and wonder why you ever set foot in that place? Someone once told me that "If you are ever in a situation that you wish you weren't in, just think of a place that you want to be in." And, his advice was golden. I used to dream of the day that I left Afghanistan, but now, I'm glad that I didn't.

These letters I write are for you. I know you won't read them but maybe someday you will. I hope for your happiness and safety. Goodbye, I love you.