Been A Long Day Without You Novels & Stories

5 days without technology was okay, it was hard, but it was okay. I did not think, however, that I would be able to spend a lifetime without being connected to anyone that I know of. Then a worse worry washed over me, what about my loved ones. They must have noticed by now that I was gone, or at least stay with notice sometime soon that I was gone. my friends, my poor friends... I wondered what Bella would do without me, how she would survive in New York City without her best friend. What would I do without Bella?

"The person is going to take care of it very well, I can guarantee you that" "It's going to hurt her if she later found out that I didn't do it myself" "Ok, fine" he surrendered "Are you angry with me or what?" "I'm not angry with you babe" he sighed "I'm just thinking about how I'm going to survive a whole day without you by my side" "You're going to be fine" "But I'm going to miss you" "It's not forever, it's just for a day and night" "A day and night without you is like a hundred years in darkness"

It has been some months since Vincent passed on to the great beyond, and I am learning to live without him. Each day was a struggle trying to function without him, but I managed to get by only with the thought of him. Every day I would drag my weary ass back to the big lonely bed so late at night after spending the whole day working.

not now, maybe not ever… for a world without her in it. I leaned back in the chair, dragging a hand through my hair as I swallowed hard. “I don’t know what to do without you,” I said softly. “You’ve always been the one who kept me steady. You taught me how to lead, how to fight… how to...breathe when everything was falling apart.” My voice cracked. “What am I supposed to do if you’re not here?” The room didn't answer, just the silence. After a long and shuddering inhale, I wiped my face on my sleeve and forced myself to keep talking… because if this was all I had left, I wasn’t wasting a second.

Its faint aroma was soothing, but my thoughts were drifting without direction. Today… will be a long day. But strangely, I didn’t feel like rushing. There was something in this calm that I wanted to hold onto a little longer. Maybe because Dylan had just left for the studio, and for the first time, I realized how quiet this space felt without his random humming or the sound of him searching for his phone or strumming his guitar.

Maybe it was because of the fact that there’s a bit of sadness within us knowing that we won’t be seeing each other for two weeks. As much as I love to go home, I still don’t know what a day would be like without seeing Amelia. She has been like a part of my daily routine. Annoying and teasing her has been a hobby, and now that we’ll be away from each other for two weeks, it felt as if I’m being tortured.

Damn, it's been three years since Mallory left me, and here I am still waiting for her, Damn I am so unhappy, I don't even know how I lived without her, it's true what they say, only when she is gone from you will you appreciate the value of a person.

I know that she’s gone. Gone. Gone. Gone. I don’t know if I can feel anything anymore. I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t know what to do. I haven’t kept track of time because… I don’t want to know how many hours have passed since she’s been gone. I don’t want to know how many days she’s been gone. I don’t want to know how long I’ve lived in this world without her. I can’t breathe without her by my side.

(Anj’s POV) Without Sky, my life felt empty. For five days, even if we would do video calls many times a day, I still missed him, and when I woke up at night, I could not believe my heart wanted his warmth beside me. Yesterday, when Frank told me he was at an important meeting and couldn’t talk to us, I could hardly eat, and all I wanted to do was curl in bed and hug his pillow. He was only free to video call us last night.

I was just exceedingly happy the last time that I hanged out with him but now, everything feels so flavorless as if it’s a soup that consisted of nothing but boiled water and a sprinkle of chopped garnish. It’s been pretty difficult being not able to see the person who’s making you happy and alive. Your days always felt significantly incomplete. I’m pretty much aware of the fact that I’m going to miss Lance right after we separated but I never thought it would feel strenuously unfulfilling to live a day without hearing his voice, without knowing what he’s up to, without seeing those captivating smile.