Lirik Never Goodbye Nct Dream

Jika aku terlahir bukan menjadi diriku saat ini, aku harap aku bisa hidup sepertimu. Lahir tanpa menjadi bayi dan tidak punya masa lalu. Tidak pernah menangis kecuali untuk sebuah mimpi yang sangat tinggi. Aku takut ketinggian. Tapi aku suka kalau didekatmu. Aku boleh bergabung, tidak? Atau bolehkah aku menggunakanmu untuk mencintai diriku sendiri?

Serakah.. Itulah sifat manusia kebanyakan yang tak pernah puas dengan apa yang dimilikinya hingga ketika mereka menemukan cara salah agar mampu meraih kesuksesannya dalam memenuhi standar hidup dan pada akhirnya semua menjadi malapetaka. Tidak pernah cukup meskipun ada bintang dan bulan di dalam genggaman yang telah berhasil dicuri. Setidaknya manusia seperti itulah yang memberikan pelajaran bagi manusia lainnya untuk terus hidup dengan cara yang seharusnya, Bekerja keras dan membuahkan hasil. Sekarang Devan mengerti mengapa Iva tidak begitu menyukainya, sosoknya mengingatkan pada Vania dan terpenuhilah kebelengguan iri padanya. Iva... Kejadian ini telak memukul harga dirinya ke paling dasar dimana ia akhirnya tahu kenapa tidak perlu repot-repot berusaha terlihat baik di depan mendiang mertuanya. Yudhi memilih jalan seperti ini pada akhirnya, memfokuskan pada kedua anaknya dan masih mencoba untuk memberi semangat pada istrinya. Ya. Semuanya berlalu dan Yasmine sudah menyelesaikannya berkat Hana, satu-satunya orang yang ia percaya. Bukan berarti, keluarganya sendiri adalah pengkhianat. Yasmine teramat dalam mencintai keluarganya dan tidak ingin menambah banyak beban disela kesibukan mereka. Sekarang tak perlu mengkhawatirkan apapun, semuanya sudah selesai dan keluarga Adiwijaya mulai memfokuskan diri mereka mengurus wasiat ini. Begitupun dengan Hana, tugasnya sudah selesai dan membayar balas budi pada Vania. Ia harus kembali ke tempatnya. Dan Devan? Ia tidak siap dan tidak akan pernah siap tentang kepergian Hana. 4 tahun sudah waktu yang cukup lama memberinya pengaruh akan keberadaan gadis itu. Ketulusannya pada keluarga Adiwijaya sudah cukup membuktikan bahwa Devan menginginkan Hana seperti Yasmine -mendiang eyangnya. Dan 4 tahun bukan waktu yang cukup dan tidak akan pernah cukup akan kebersamaan mereka. Devan ingin Hana tetap berada di Indonesia, dalam jangkauannya dan berjalan beriringan. Bagaimana Devan bisa menahan Hana untuk tetap tinggal?

If I just knew that youʼre my best friend crush I should avoid you in the first place, I shouldnʼt entertain you, I shouldnʼt give myself a chance to love you. But what can I do if I already inlove with you?

My mate, David Hayes, who is the Alpha, has been cold to me ever since he claimed me as Luna of the pack. He assumes that I gave him a dose of pheromones under the full moon. That was why I got the chance to mate with him and ended up being pregnant so quickly. So, as an Alpha, and for the sake of his reputation, he decides to mark me. That is how I became his "mystery Luna". The pack only knows that he has a Luna, but no one knows it's me. When I gave birth to our pup the next year, he showed no interest in the slightest. When a lupine maid brings the newborn to him, he glances at the pup with disgust and turns away. "Let's hope he's nothing like his mother—scheming, manipulative, and a disgrace to the pack!" I lie in bed, weak and exhausted, but the tears won't stop. … Today, David's childhood friend, Sophia Sinclair, returned to the pack. The moment he heard the news, he lit up with excitement. That night, after coming back from Sophia's place, drunk out of his mind, he pulled our pup into his arms. My son, Joseph Hayes, was over the moon. He snuggled closer to him and whispered to me, "Mom, he hugged me on his own… Does that mean he accepts me now?" I held him tight, tears stinging my eyes. "His mate has come back. We're leaving the pack." What he didn't know was that the healer had already told me I have Wolf Spirit Degeneration, which leaves me only three days to live. Before I die, I'll take Joseph to my parents, where he'll be loved and cared for, and not hated and abandoned by his own father. In three days, David will never see me or our pup again—and for the rest of his life.

I built my wife’s family business from the ground up, sacrificing everything so that her world could thrive. The night I collapsed from stomach bleeding after too many business drinks, she was out laughing with her childhood sweetheart. She even had the nerve to call me dull and uptight. I smiled when I finally handed her the divorce papers. “I wish you both a happy life together.” But instead of signing it, she tore it to pieces, tears in her eyes. “I’m not letting you go,” she said.

A girl with a dream.Babaeng itinuon sa pagsusulat ang kanyang pangarap.Makamit nya kaya ito?Babaeng nangangarap sa gitna ng kahirapan.Babaeng nagsusumikap para sa pangarap.Samahan nyo ako at alamin ang kwento ng isang manunulat na may mataas na pangarap.

My husband did not love me, and he certainly did not love our child. On the day our son was born, he did not even glance at him. He merely tossed him into my arms. Then, his first love came back from overseas. That night, the ever-cold Henry had gotten drunk for the first time. He even smiled as he held our child in his arms. Delighted, our son wrapped his little arms around my husband's neck and asked me in a soft voice, “Mommy, what’s wrong with Uncle?” I crouched down, pulling him into my embrace. My eyes reddened as I explained, “Uncle's favorite person came back, so we shouldn’t bother him anymore. We’re going to find a new home.”

I had been married to Matthew Zackman for 20 years, taken care of my bedridden mother-in-law for ten years, and supported him as he transformed from a rural teacher to a well-known professor. Everyone called me a model of a virtuous wife and a great contributor to the Zackman family. When my mother-in-law was on her deathbed, she held my hand and said that she still wanted me to be her daughter-in-law in her next life. Matthew had held me in his arms and said gratefully, "Jamie, you've worked so hard all these years. I'll make it up to you in the future." I thought the hard times were finally over, but my mother-in-law had just passed away when he handed me a divorce agreement and embraced my best friend, who had grown up with me. He said, "Jamie Lingsworth, I've endured this marriage for 20 years and am finally free. Rosie is the one I've loved all along." I left the marriage empty-handed and was forced to wander the streets until a car accident ended my life. When I reopened my eyes, I had returned to the day of my blind date 20 years ago. The matchmaker was enthusiastically praising Matthew, "This young man is a diamond in the rough! He's kind and filial. Whoever marries him is one lucky woman!" I looked at the polite and sincere-looking man across from me and smiled. Then, I threw the matchmaking document in my hand into the trash can. "Sorry, I don't think we're a good match."

Married to Jasper Brook for six years, I found out that he was keeping a mistress under his wing. She was stunning but timid, shrinking back at the slightest raised voice. Because of this, Jasper never lost his temper around her. He indulged her fragility and treated her preciously. However, the mistress wasn’t as obedient as she appeared. When she stirred up trouble with me, Jasper’s patience snapped, and he unleashed his fury on her. The next day, she sent me a photo of her neck covered in hickeys. “Selena, Mr. Brook is so scary. I’m terrified.”

Everyone knew—Jessica Conway had always adored Jack Murray. They were high school lovers, and everyone just assumed they would get married eventually and live happily ever after. But then, there was Abby Conway, Jessica's elder sister who was "gravely ill." On the eve of Jessica and Jack's wedding, he said, "Jess, your sister's really really sick. Let's give her a chance to be the bride for now, alright? You know you're the one I love." Abby echoed, "Jess, promise me you'll come to the wedding, okay?" Jessica clutched the stomach cancer diagnosis in her hands and said nothing. On the wedding day, she never showed up. Jack, realizing her absence, abandoned the ceremony and rushed home—only to find the house empty. The only thing left behind was a single sheet of paper: her final diagnosis. For three days and three nights, Jack knelt before Jessica, begging for a second chance. But she never forgave him. Not even in death.