Good Bye Days Novels & Stories

He strummed it for a while and then continued speaking. “Our first song tonight is dedicated to all the people out there who are in love but they can’t be with the person that they love.” Lance voiced out and we heard a few reactions from the crown behind us. He began strumming the guitar and the intro of the song commenced. “The title of this song is The Day You Said Goodnight by Hale” Take me as you are Push me off the road The sadness, I need this time to be with you I'm freezing in the sun

Padang Day (The day of the dead) - is a day, when families gather to honour and remember deceased loved ones. What's the point in feeling sad? I am used to all of it anyway. Maybe, my family didn't want to bother with me. Maybe I was not a nice kid back when I was still alive. All of this makes sense now. I was probably a delinquent. "Why don't you accept Earth's proposal and let your heart go...I hate seeing you like this" "Earth, we understand you are a bit different from the three of us but can you please free your mind?. Forget all of these ambitions and move on...Arthur is right, you should accept Earth's proposal. He really loves you"

"Ok bye." ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

" Because he said he'll kill you if I did. He still has his men around, even on the day of the Date-A-Thon they were there under disguise. Plus, you were still madly in love with the guy who was given the task of ending you. The last thing I wanted to do was piss him off, Rex is a psycho!" " So you're leaving when?" I said unable to prevent my voice from getting shaky. Nate shifted uncomfortably on the bed, I knew he hated to see me cry. " Tomorrow, after prom. My one month is over, at least I get to have a day with you." " Nate why!" I said unable to stop myself from crying. " Why didn't you tell me sooner, what are we supposed to do in one day?!" " Well, you owe me a date" he said and I gl

~BELLUS POV~ The feeling of being alone and unwanted. Why am I living? What I am living for? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's been 2 days since I got discharged at the hospital and I am doing great, although the bickering and teasing with Pawell and Keith seems fun, it was kind of boring these days, plus the weather was still cold. It was almost my birthday and I can guess that it would turn out to be an ordinary day, maybe my parents would just send me some gifts like before.

she said quietly. "I know," he replied, the word sounding like a confession. "And I can't take those years back. But I have ninety-four days left. If you want to paint, paint. If you want to scream at me, scream. If you want to go to the beach, I’ll drive you there myself. Just... don't just sit and wait to disappear." Evelyn felt a hot prickle of tears behind her eyes. She blinked them away and took a bite of the toast, though it tasted like cardboard. "I don't think I have the strength for the beach, Arthur. But I might look at the sunroom."

She didn't look at me, only at Grayson, lifting her chin with a brave, understanding smile. "Goodbye. My mom and I are leaving now." The tears I had been holding back finally spilled. I turned quickly, discreetly wiping them away. Grayson grabbed my arm suddenly. "Alicia… she…" His face was full of shock, his pupils contracting as if he had seen something he couldn't comprehend. I seized the moment to pull away, my voice calm but final. "We're leaving. Goodbye, Mr. Ulrich." That was our last goodbye. That day, I took the passports I had prepared long ago, packed our bags, and booked tickets to Furlance. We didn't speak of Grayson again. Alicia even pretended lightly, talking about emailing M

May 9 of 2030 came in and Andrew, as he had always been for the last five years, woke up with a hangover. But that day, he woke up with the ID card in his hands kept safe in his chest. That was the only remnant that was left with him after the accident.

How can I spend another minute with someone who doesn't care about another person's feelings? “Goodbye, Lucius. We'll see tomorrow.”

Maybe someday. --- The day has come that I will be leaving some of my things, and more particularly, my dearest friends and my dog. "Mia, girl, don't let this be our last goodbye. And, hopefully, someday, sooner, we would be saying our hellos, and please, never ever leave us again. But damn, knowing that you have been torn into a thousand pieces is more hurtful than this. It's okay to say goodbye, for now. Get your shit together Val, and stop crying. You are making me cry, too." Tesla said her farewell to me, while the ginger has been wiping her eyes with the tissue paper in her hold.