Goodbye Poems That Make You Cry Novels & Stories

Rosaria Goodbye. The saddest word one can ever say to a loved one. I wonder why there’s a ‘good’ in that word because there’s nothing good about it. No matter how it is said, it always causes heart break. Whether it’s a child going to college and temporarily leaves his or her parents. Or a loved one moves to another town. Sometimes it may just be an employee leaving a workplace he or she had gotten accustomed to.

🎶 Through the back window of our '59 wagon I watched my best friend Jamie slipping further away I kept on wavin' 'til I couldn't see her And through my tears I asked again, "Why we couldn't stay" Mama whispered softly "Time will ease your pain Life's about changin' Nothin' ever stays the same" And she said, "How can I help you To say goodbye, it's okay to hurt, and it's okay to cry Come let me hold you and I will try How can I help you to say goodbye" I sat on our bed, he packed his suitcase

I opened the messaging app and typed: [Don’t bother coming. I’m already home.] I hit send. The screen went dark. The house fell completely silent. I leaned back on my couch and closed my eyes. The small, stubborn hope I held onto finally faded.

Whether you decide to live here, or somewhere else, I would come back to you, but what if I made you cry again? So I have decided to stay away. Forever. I won't forget you in the coming years either. With every breath I will remember you. As I walk away from here today, empty-handed... the only true loss is you, because nothing and no one can replace you. Please forgive me for all the hurt I caused you. Only yours. Landon

Her in my mind and us agreeing that was the end of things. What was it like deciding and saying goodbye last night...? You'd ask.. how much did it destroy me? It felt like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once. It was like I was losing a part of me. 'Allow yourself to cry..' Rosie said, "it will make the pain go away..." I tirelessly shook my head. I knew I possibly looked like I hardly slept in the past four years, "crying doesn't make it hurt any less Precious... crying only wets my pillows.... I can't.. I just can't take it anymore.. my chest hurts."

The light faded from her eyes until all became dark and empty. Goodbye Kevin… She slowly shut her eyes in tears, watching the world vanish before her eyes. Goodbye Dad… Goodbye Madelia… Goodbye Dreda… Goodbye Derik. Mom, I’m coming to join you soon. I never could have imagined this is the way my life was destined to end.

Goodbye, Philippines! Goodbye, Jay! I don't know if I should still say I love you, but I can't resist. I cried silently watching as the plane left the land, a sign that this was a real goodbye! I put on my headset to listen to random music stored on my phone. I cried as I heard the song I love you, goodbye. I can't believe my phone pities me for playing this song. I can't suppress my sobs as I continue to listen to the music.

I’ve spent hours weeping despite my best efforts to stop. Just knowing I’m crying over a guy has left me feeling pathetic, and that’s not something I’ve ever felt before and I hate it. It’s like it says in that Lee Marvin song, ‘mud can make you prisoner, and the plains can bake you dry. Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry.’

[I longed for you like a breath of fresh air on warm summer eve; Your voice, your touch, and your scent are seared in my bone, I loved you the way the sun refused to set on a summer night; Your eyes, your lips, and your heart reject every shade of my tone, I miss you as the earth yearned for water in a drought; Twenty-four months later and I’m still alone. Goodbye, Edmund.] Tears streamed down my cheeks as I folded the parchment into a butterfly origami. I knew my ex-husband loved literature. And like a pathetic fool, I wished that it would reach him—for the first and the last time.

And that isn’t fair to either of us. Please don’t wait for me. Please don’t hold on. This isn’t because I stopped loving you. It’s because I love you too much to keep breaking us both. Thank you for loving me when I couldn’t love myself. Thank you for making me feel special. I hope you have a wonderful life. I’ll try to. Goodbye, Hayden. I couldn’t remember the last time I cried. But that night, I let it all out. I didn’t punch walls. I didn’t channel my hurt at the gym or in the fight club. I just cried.