Good At Goodbye Lyrics Novels & Stories

My spirit was growing lighter, fainter, dissolving like morning mist. The debts of this life were settled. I turned and walked into the cycle of rebirth. The wind brushed past the headstone, carrying away the last trace of my presence. Claire. This life is over. We will never meet again.

He whisper-yelled in disbelief, gesturing for me to come over to his side. Please let it be some good news to finding her. “It’s similar to a song by some guy named Dean Lewis,” Lazaro said, not peeling his eyes off his phone for even a second as he scrolled down for more, “His song is…How Do I Say Goodbye.” We both shared a knowing glance before giving in to listen to the song, my heart breaking with each lyrics that poured out from the screen. They spoke of pain, grief…a goodbye kiss to all the memories being shared.

I tiptoed closer, leaned in, and whispered right by her ear, "Everyone loves you, Rose." Right at that moment, I let go of all the hard feelings and regrets I had been carrying from my past.

But when I woke up, I was still alone, paying for sins I'll never outrun. "Goodbye, Gina. I wish you and Ryan nothing but joy. In the next life, I swear I won't let you down." I shook the envelope, and a necklace fell out. It was the one that held the ashes of our first baby, Jeremy's last tether to the past, but now he had given it to me. Behind me, Ryan called out, asking me to cut the cake. I called back, slipping the letter into my drawer. Then, I fastened the necklace around my neck and walked toward him.

Even my own account was overwhelmed—not with hate, but with apologies. Hayden called me, saying that they had officially reversed their decision. They wanted me to come back. This time, he promised to vouch for me personally. I smiled and told him that I would return, but not until I had finished suing Ethan and reclaiming what was mine. The moonlight cast a silver glow over the pavement. I tilted my head back and gazed at the sky. It turned out that the stars would always shine through no matter how dark the night.

Mom seemed genuinely surprised. She was never fond of Jared Hammond, but she knew how much I loved him. If he hadn't broken my heart the way he did, I would've never let him go so easily. Dad, who was also a professor, spoke up. "If you've decided to end it, at least talk it through with him. It's best to part on good terms." I swallowed the bitterness rising in my chest and shook my head. Just last week, while I was still in the hospital, Elsie Sandberg posted on Instagram. "A spontaneous getaway, all thanks to Professor Hammond's generous sponsorship."

She had only listened to it a couple of times, as she didn't have much spare time to listen to music. Andreas turned into a fanboy, clapping and cheering for Britney. Britney's voice was really good, although occasionally she would be slightly off key, it didn't sound jarring. After finishing a song, Andreas went to pick another one. Karsyn was not happy and pouted, saying, "Britney, you sing so well! I'm breaking up with you!" With such a perfect best friend, it seemed like there was no escape for her! "Okay then! I'll just find a new maid of honor," Britney laughed and joked.

I'd been with Leo Blackwood for five years. But we'd never once made it through a mating ceremony. Every time we were about to seal the bond, something would happen with Linda—his adopted sister. And every single time, Leo would leave me behind. This time, he swore he'd planned everything down to the last detail. Promised he wouldn't miss it. I waited five days and five nights—because I wanted to tell him I was pregnant. He never showed. Instead, I got attacked by rogues. Got infected with wolfsbane because of it. At the very last moment, I called Leo. It was Linda who picked up. She put the video on, and that's when I saw it—Leo and Linda, right in the middle of some celebration. "Freya." H

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“I already said goodbye.” “No. You said sorry. You said sorry a thousand times. You never said goodbye.” Maya's eyes were soft, the color of hazelnut shells, the same color they had been in life. “I need you to say it. And I need you to mean it. Not as a punishment. As a gift.” Eliana's throat closed. The coffee in her hands trembled, sending ripples across the black surface. “I don't know how to leave you.”