Death is not the end of love

"I crawl my way back in your head
To hear you speak and dream again
To touch your lips from deep within
A bit like love and heroin
Across the grave invite the bands
Carry well when the world ends
Across you lay, I lose you when you're in my arms
Just like the wind

It's not over, over, over.....It's not over, over, over" - Angels & Airwaves - Crawl Lyrics


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Kayla said...

Hi Brooke! You don't know me but I felt like I had to write to you and tell you I feel your pain. I really do. I saw your story on bodyrock.tv- I just recently started following them but happened to type in "military" in their search and found you. Wow is all I can say. I am currently a deployed Army soldier. Half of my brigade is in Afghanistan and the other half in Kuwait. I have got the news 14 times during this deployment that another one of my own, a fellow Oklahoma "Thunderbird" had been killed in action. Someone's husband, someone's dad, someone's best friend. It's even harder when you have to stand there and salute them one last time as they are loaded onto that plane to return home. You are strong and I admire you for what you have been through. Keep Body Rocking!!