Miss Her Song Novels & Stories

Pest! But I was surprised when Cayden stepped on the piano and started playing. And the ringing became familiar to me. It is an old song from way back in 2017.... a Very old song because it is now 2066 on earth. But somehow, I am into old songs. I do not know why. Even Misha, we have a compilation of old songs. I found a love for myself... Darling just dive right in... And follow my lead... Well, I found a girl beautiful and sweet ...

Daddy seemed to be forgetting what time it is now. What errands he might run at this instance? "I miss you, I miss you," I sang miss you by Clean Bandit ft. Julia Michaels. The beat carried me away and the rhythm made me danced to it. Snapping my fingers in the air and continued singing. Just when I was about to hut the high note of it, there was a knock on the door. It might be him. "Hold on," I ran going to the door. And as I twist the doorknob open, I was shook. "Oh, Lord! Who did this to you?"

You're my Miss Right, Miss Right If I lose you, it's a miss, right? Miss Right? (All Right) — BTS, Miss Right *~**~* Firstly, I want to apologize for the delay in updating the chapter. Life gets in the way as usual. I hope you'll like this chapter, enjoy! A U T U M N

Hannah Montana is one of my favourite movies! I’m so excited! Mommy has the most beautiful voice. She would sing me to sleep every night up until I turned 10years old. I miss it, but I know they are giving me space into becoming a pre-teen. But I miss hearing her voice, it is so sweet and soothing. I hope one day I can sing like her. I get my guitar and try out a few notes before I’m happy with the preferred melody… “You tucked me in, turned out the lights

“I… I’m sorry.” But Maya folded her arms, sneering. “Speak louder, slave. What did you say?” Ella’s chest heaved as she forced the words out louder, broken: “I’m sorry, Young Mistress.” Mrs. Madison curled her nose. “Pathetic. Go freshen up. We’re already late for your marriage at the City Council.” Marriage. The word stabbed deeper than the burns on her back. Her heart sank, but she obeyed, dragging herself into the small bathroom in the gatekeeper’s quarters. She stared at her reflection in the cracked mirror, tears dripping down her chin.

People passing from nearby watch her with amusement and I tell them to ignore her, politely. Then she started singing, "Lose you to love me" by Selena Gomez. She was singing happily when the expression of sadness dawned on her face. She suddenly went quiet. "What happened?" I asked her, worried about her sudden sadness. "This song reminds me of you." She tells me, keeping her head down looking at the ground.

Of course she was always grateful for what she obtained but some space in her heart needs to be fill in. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she opened her eyes, "where are you now, I want to see you badly.", she silently sobbed, "I will never stop believing that my heartbeat will lead me to find you one day". She cried soundly. She missed him. She will never let go. She will take hold of his promise. She sang a song. Through her music she can speak her heart. It gives her comfort and hope.

She didn't even know that even its lyrics, she still liked it. "What is the title of the song?" SHe asked the young man as she nodded her head at the rythm of the song. "It's Miss Independent by Ne-yo" was his answer. Her smile widened when she heard the young man singing along. She even closes her eyes to admit every lyric he releases. The young man's voice was very nice so what she did was he turned down the volume of the radio a bit because she preferred the young man's voice.

Sorry can't save me now Sorry I don't know how Sorry there's no way out But down Hmm, down He swallowed, narrowing his eyes. He wasn't the only one captivated though. Many people were. She truly was a songbird. Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them But I'm not sorry Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them Sorry. She looked up, locking eyes with him once more. He smiled softly, as she stood, putting her hands on her hips discreetly.

🎶They say to forget about you but I don't know how. 🎶I miss hearing you say that you love me. 🎶I miss spending time with you everyday. "Wow,,,you miss me?" Frankie asked as he entered and Seven stopped "It's not you Frankie,,why will I miss you?" Seven scoffed "So,,who is the song for?" Frankie sat down "Nobody" Seven muttered "Well I think I know" Frankie smiled Seven sighed "It's not for anyone,,I just,,,,I dunno" "Let me try singing,,,without rapping" Frankie said and Seven started playing the piano but they were both interrupted by Seven's phone which started ringing.