Novel & Cerita Couldn't Do It Without You

“Even if you hate me. Don’t leave.” I clung to him. Panting. Sweaty. Loved. “Never,” I whispered. “I’m not strong enough to survive a world without you.”

“You have branded my heart, It will not err elsewhere. Without others, I can cope; Without you, I cannot. You are my wine, my joy, My garden, my springtime, My slumber, my repose, Without you, I can't cope.” . .

Without you, I’m lost. Beautiful words that made my heart pound…but I couldn’t help noticing none of them were “I love you too.”

Words can't describe how glad I am that even though my life is all sorts of bizarre and strange, my mother is still at my side. Apologizing to her and trying to rebuild our relationship was the best thing that I could've done. I can't imagine what I would've done if she wasn’t here with me. I don't think I would've went through with this because I just wouldn't have the strength to do so.

But he doesn’t. “I’ll try harder.” “Love shouldn’t make you have to try hard.” “Don’t leave me, Winona. Without you and Abby, I don’t know what I’d do right now. I don’t want to be on this earth without you both.”

"Besides, I've never tried and failed completely, so that's something." The smallest, most fragile breath of real hope flowed through my chest. I held it gently, not wanting to squeeze it too hard. "Mira," I said quietly. "I don't know what I would do without you. I genuinely don't. If you weren't here—" "You don't have to, please." She cut me off gently. "Don't go down that “thank you” road right now. Save your energy for more useful things." She said jokingly. "But I mean it," I pressed. "I came here with nothing. I had no one. And you have been of so much help to me. Thank you."

Franklin sprang to his feet. “I can’t,” he blurted, voice rough. “Everything around me reminds me of you. Your laugh is part of me. Your voice keeps me going. Don’t take that away. Don’t leave me, honey. I can’t see myself without you.”

Nobody can take your place in my life, but you did not get that when everything fell apart between us. There are some things I cannot do now without thinking of you because we used to do them together, but now you're gone and all I've is the memories that burn my heart each time one of them haunts me down at night like how the wild animal chases its prey. I cannot listen to our favourite song without having tears in my eyes despite the fact that we used to laugh like idiots while we jammed on it. I sometimes find myself preparing two cups of coffee in the morning because I'm used to making yours.

“Why?” “You might as well remember that I didn’t even see you off for the last time. That day, I locked myself in a room full of your scent and imagine things with you.” His fingers trembled slightly. “I thought that I can. That I can live without your warmth and smile. Without your love and voice, but I failed. I can’t do it, it was hard to live without you.” “…”

“Yo‌u​ didn’t‍ co⁠m​e home last night. Wh‌e‌re were y‍ou? We​re you wi⁠t⁠‍h he​r?” “It‍’s re⁠all‍y no⁠ne‍ o​f y‌‌our busines‍s​ a​fter⁠ what ha‌p‍p​e⁠ned‍ at dinner.‍” He​ exhaled harshly‌. “B​ut​ y⁠e‌s — I was‍ wi​th her.‍ Nothing ha​ppened.‍ I slept on h‌er couch, t‌h‌in​ki​ng about what​ life would lo⁠o​k‌ like withou​t yo​u.” My chest hurt. “Conrad⁠, please… I wou⁠ld b‌e m​iserable wit‌h⁠⁠out you⁠.⁠ Me and the k⁠id—”