Goodbye In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

Cole stated. "No, don't I love this song." Gabby stated and started singing. 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 missing you When you're gone The face I came to know is missing too

for real? Flynn's POV I can't believe this! I've lost her... I've lost the only woman I've ever loved. No.. i can't lose her... This isn't goodbye..., Writer's POV This isn't goodbye... Even as I .. watch you leave... this isn't goodbye... I swear I won't cry Even as tears filled my eyes... I swear I won't cry... Any other girl I'd let you walk away... Any other girl I'm sure I'll feel okay....

Is there any chance I could see you just one more time? He was so irritating. I yanked the SIM card out of my phone and tossed it into the blazing fire. Just like that, we were done for good.

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"My child... You've been through so much..." I used to dream of her hugs, but at that moment, I just stepped back a little and said without much feeling. "Thanks for caring." She paused, her arms still out. Summer looked at me with her amber eyes, not bothering to say any nice words. The next moment, she started crying quietly and spoke in a sweet voice.

"Why can't you be more considerate of her, Tiffany? I'm doing this for the sake of our family. Can you really bring yourself to tell Lynda the truth?" I dug my nails into my palms, trying to snap myself out of it. But my silence only made them even more anxious. The next moment, Samantha Jenkins, my mother-in-law, who was standing beside me, started persuading me again. "The doctor said that it's just temporary amnesia. She might be fine in a couple of days. Just be patient. Everything will be fine once Lynda regains her memories!" The familiar words reached my ears, and it finally hit me. I'd heard these words all too many times—but that was all before I died.

I heard the voice saying. That was when I felt her grip tightening on my hand. And my grip was losing her hand. I started letting her hand go, the way I promised to do. I was looking at her eyes, looking for a reason. But they were empty. I couldn’t analyze her at all. And then I let her hand go forever. I whispered one last time: “Goodbye, Peanut.” I couldn’t break the eye contact, because it was giving me hope for her to say something, anything! But there was silence. I looked intently at her eyes. It would be the last time that I was seeing her mesmerizing hazel eyes. It was making my heart ache. Yes, her answer depended on my departure.

You are my mom, You won't get to see me preparing for prom, But you will forever, always be mom, When the skies become the night, The morning sun will show its light, I've found the wings of a sparrow that you will soon wear, It's hard to see you when to me, your soul is everywhere, When I miss your camera making a click, The annoyance of saying 'cheese' made me tick, I will miss our trips to the nearby pool, We'd rather read books there and pretend to be cool, I want to say goodbye one more time and cry with one more kiss, Goodbye, my mother, it's you I will forever miss, When the storms fill my eyes, and all the feels make me cry, I'll remember your sweet lullabies as I say, 'Goodbye.'"

A long time later, Mason's phone finally ran out of battery, and the screen went dark. He was still sitting alone in the house he had bought back, letting the night swallow him whole. Our story had already ended the moment he took the bouquet from my hands. And he hadn't even had time to say goodbye. The End

The bomb shelter erupted into chaos. The guy with glasses was the first to charge at me. "Mr. Lynch is a national treasure! And you're siding with a makeup thief, a nobody–" "Zip it!" Everett floored Glasses Guy with a swift move, his eyes blazing as he scanned the room. "Make a move, and you're done for!" Annie slumped against the wall, a smug glint in her eyes. She snatched the pill, shot me a triumphant look, and gulped it down with the water Everett handed her.