Goodbye To Trash Hello To A New Me Novels & Stories

Resting my head on the table, I clear mind listening to the song. ♪Bye bye happiness♪ ♪Hello loneliness♪ ♪I think I'm-a gonna cry-ya♪ ♪Bye bye love♪ ♪Bye bye sweet caress♪ ♪Hello emptiness♪ ♪I feel like I could die♪ ♪Bye bye my love goodbye♪ ♪There goes my baby with-a someone♪ new ... "Hey." I take off my shoe hauling it his way. The blond guy jumps back the shoe missing him by a inch. "Change the song." I growl looking pissed off.

Tamara crossed her ruined garden, but felt no sadness. Like the arrival of spring and the melting of snow, this was goodbye.

“Hey trash can ! Missed me ?” * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

This time, I had been given something I didn't intend to waste. I would cherish those who were truly good to me and take my future firmly into my own hands. —The End

Now, they only bore the marks of holding a pen. I could barely even remember that I'd once been so alive as well. The past ten years had changed me after all. Just like how my skin had turned pale, the calm composure I'd learned when grappling with life and death had carved itself into my bones. At the end of the day, I was human, not a machine. I couldn't just delete ten years of memories on command. Luckily, after all my wandering, I'd finally come back to where I started. I dialed the internal line. "Knox, let's get married."

"Can we please start over?" I looked at his fake, desperate face and felt nothing but disgust. Calmly, I asked, "Hey, Liam. Do you know anything about sorting garbage?" He was caught off guard. "What?" I pointed at him. "You… are the hazardous waste I threw out. I have a bit of an obsession with cleanliness. Once I throw something away, I never pick it up again." His expression shifted from pleading to shame and anger. He wanted to say more, but I turned and walked away, leaving my bodyguards to stop him behind me.

I forgot to take it out this morning. “Okay,” Mom said and went to her room to freshen up. I walked down the street to the place we usually take out the trash, and I paused in my tracks. I saw a familiar figure I didn't think I would see so soon. The person's back was turned to me, and I thought it was my imagination. I lost my grip on the trash bag, and it fell, making a loud noise. Everything was over with the people I knew from high school and there was little or no chance that I'd meet them again, but then, he turned around. It felt like slow motion—his face coming into focus, familiar and unwelcome.

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

She roared at him in dismay. He nods. “With or without the CEO position, I’m still rich, Hannah. I still have the money to hire people to do things for me.” He replied casually as he took another slice of lasagna. “Why don’t you read the letter while I continue eating?” He suggested. ~To my dearest friends... As I sit down to write this letter, my heart is filled with a whirlwind of emotions. I've endured too much and lost far too many… It’s sad to admit, but the time has come for me to say goodbye as I need time alone to search for my own happiness...

It'll be thrill to see that even you're not mind to begin with. Goodbye.. Let's start a new page, shall we?