By The Time They Missed Me I Was Gone นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The roses are blooming. The oak tree is tall. "I miss you," I say. "I know." "Do you miss me." "Every day. But missing is not the same as being gone. I am right here. In the tree. In the roses. In the bench. In the dirt. In the air. In you." "I know." "Then stop talking to me like I am gone. Talk to me like I am here." "I do not know how." "You are doing it right now." I close my eyes.

I grabbed my keys and fled that place that had become nothing but pain. Almost at the same moment, Vega's cold, disgusted voice rang out behind me. "If you walk out that door, don't bother coming back."

His voice echoed softly in my memory. I let out a small breath. “I’ll miss you more,” I whispered under my breath, repeating my own words without meaning to. The wind shifted slightly, brushing past me, carrying the sound away before it could stay. I shook my head lightly, bringing myself back. This was not the time. I needed to stay alert. I needed to stay focused. But even as I reminded myself of that… My heart did not fully listen. Because the truth was simple. I missed him more than I expected.

Five hours till my flight. Eric showed up with a doctor. They patched me up. I finally relaxed. With what little strength I had left, I forced the words out. "Get me... on that plane." Loree Koester, goodbye forever.

"My hearing is not what it used to be. And my eyesight is failing. I did not see anyone in the living room this morning. I did not hear the front door open." A deep wave of relief washed over my entire body. My knees felt weak for a split second, but I held myself up. I really wanted to hug him,he was practically the father I never had. "Thank you," I whispered, my heavy breath fighting the emotions surging inside me. He nodded gently with a soft smile. "Have a safe journey, Meritt. May you find your peace." Oh, I sure will find my peace. Anywhere apart from here, anywhere away from Micheal was peaceful.

They break me by pitting me, against myself. . I missed you for too long, in too many ways, that it became just another part of me: engraved deeper into my heart with the passing of time. I would wake up, stretch, breathe, and miss you. They told me to let it go, to let you go, and I would say: You cannot simply will your heart to stop beating, that no matter how long you hold your breath for, you cannot hold it forever, and I could only stop missing you, if I stopped being myself entirely.

I was going to miss this house because we created so many memories in it . I’ll miss papa and mama and Ella …. I hope she is okay and they didn’t get her because she really seemed shocked that time but I know everything will be alright… I was ready to die and the guy had his hands on the trigger part ….he was ready to pull the trigger and all I heard was a gunshot

-------------------------------------- WHEN YOU'RE GONE by AVRIL LAVIGNE -------------------------------- I always needed time on my own I never thought I'd Need you there when I cry And the days feel like years when I'm alone And the bed where you lie Is made up on your side When you walk away I count the steps that you take Do you see how much I need you right now? When you're gone The pieces of my heart are missin' you When you're gone The face I came to know is missin', too When you're gone The words I need to hear

It's been 1 month since that day, but it still hurts when I remember it. I didn't know how to explain everything to my brothers and mom about Vik because I couldn’t make my heart understand myself with his reasons. . . as it's something you'll do I’m so lost without you baby, I miss you so, don’t go. . even though it still hurts last time make it work baby, I miss you so, don’t go. . .

Used to the motions of existing beside the staff—cold, mechanical, robotic in their service. But right now… right now, I didn’t want to be alone. I missed Mona. The thought of her struck me hard, a piercing ache that twisted in my chest. My heart clenched, and with it came the sharp pang of everything else I had lost. I missed my family. I missed the way things used to be. I missed belonging somewhere. I had tried not to sulk or thing about this in several weeks. But now I couldn't help it. “Are you okay, miss?”