Better Left Unsaid Song Novels & Stories

I hadn’t recast it. I only had the edges smoothed and left the fire cracks where they were. Some wounds do not need to be hidden. They should be seen. They are proof that Westmore stood up again.

To the left, to the left To the left, to the left (mmmmmm) To the left, to the left Standing in the front yard Tellin' me, how I'm such a fool Talkin' 'bout, I'll never ever find a man like you You got me twisted You must not know about me, you must not know about me I can have another you by tomorrow So don't you ever for a second get to thinking You're irreplaceable As the audience clapped for me, deep inside, I was wishing someone will hear the words that I am dying to say to him.

"Is that why you all look so sad? Come on, I am not the first person to have leukemia. Listen, Ian, don't worry. I will get treatment, okay? No matter what, I will get well for our sake. Don't be sad, I'll get better. People survive leukemia. I have heard of people who survive after going through chemotherapy. You all shouldn't look so sad. Be optimistic, I will get better, okay? Please don't cry, Mom, Wendy. I can't bear to see you all so sad." "Sorry, baby," her mom cried. "I wish I didn't have to tell you this, but the doctor said you have just two months left to live." Kim's expression changed to a shocked one, "What! No, no, that cannot be true. Are you all joking with me or what? That'

She was stunned. Her husband’s voice was rich and beautiful. He was singing better than the owner of the song. Finally, we are here now I've been waiting all my life, whoa Every day you're all I think about, yeah My mind, it's like a river and you always bathe in the water Oh, I prayed for you Oh, I cried for you I can't believe we're here at last Oh, I prayed for you Oh, I cried for you I can't believe we're here at last

"That person couldn't possibly be you!" "Why couldn't it possibly be me?" I chuckled coldly. "That was the first time I left the base with Dad. We found a teenager lying by the roadside on the brink of death. Everyone said that the teenager was a goner, but I refused to listen to them and insisted on trying to save him. "But guess what happened after I did everything I could to save his life? He said that his savior was a ring thief instead! I—" "That's enough!" I wanted to tell Curtis even more, but he stopped me before I could say anything else.

I am sorry i talk too much. "No, I am just surprised of about how much you know me.." He dropped my hands from my face "How do you know me so much?" "I am your biggest fan." I blurted out smiling like a fool. "And I am also your biggest fan..."He kissed my hand making my cheeks warm with embarrassment. "SO let me sing another song for my biggest fan.." Guess which song it was.Left behind written and sang by Carlos 'You knew l loved you but you left anyway I am a sad song on repeat

I say and smile at him and he like always, smiles back. I leave out the sordid details of what the secrets were and why I left and also if I told him everything he would join the dots and find out that I'm that girl that his uncle has been looking for since forever. As always, some words are better left unsaid. One of these days, I'm just going to make this statement my life's motto cause this just sums up everything that's been going on recently "So, I've said everything now, are we clear here now?" I ask him and he nods his head.

As my hand reaches for the door handle he finally states in a low voice, “I will admit that what you described looks bad, as does the fact that I didn’t tell you the truth, but I swear to you it’s not what it seems. Amelia and I are friends.” I stand at the door for a moment, my back still to Michael, before I slip out and walk back to the elevator without another word. I somehow manage to gain some composure and wave to Jamie on my way out. She looks confused, noting that Michael his not with me, but doesn’t address it. The elevator shuts and I finally let out a huge breath. I leave and go home.

Adrian stayed in his seat for a long time before slowly getting up and leaving in disappointment. One month later, I received the divorce papers. And a message from Adrian. [Courtney, one last apology. I'm sorry. I wish you a smooth career and a full, happy life.] I smiled faintly and replied. [You too.] The end.

“I’m sure you won’t know what that means, because honestly, you think JAR is your future. And on your one day off, you go party away.” He scoffed, shaking his head. “Coming from the gay guy? That’s loud.” “I am gay, not a murderer.” Gary laughed, shaking his head. "Sell your chicken eggs, baby brother, and stay out of my business, okay?" He started walking away from me, but then stopped, turning around. "When Mom gets out of bed, be a darling and make her something for breakfast, okay? I might have eaten the last piece of bacon Dad left out for her."