Now That The Love Is Gone Song Novels & Stories

To be loved. To be anything other than this. But that was gone now. All of it. Gone.

On the day of our ninth wedding anniversary, I sat in the empty living room and summoned the system I had not contacted in ages. "System, help me submit an application. I've decided to leave this world." The cold, mechanical voice came through, and somehow it sounded comforting. "Understood, Harry. Your departure application has been received. The space-time corridor is being constructed. I will come to retrieve you in one week." I hummed quietly and stared at my phone screen. A family photo of three stared back. In the photo, I stood in the center holding an adorable little girl. A beautiful woman stood beside me, kissing my cheek.

Like the walls had heard everything and decided to mourn with me. I wanted to scream. Or punch something. But mostly, I wanted him to call back. To take it all back. To say, "You know what? I didn’t mean any of it. Come over, let’s talk." But the phone remained still. There was no call. No text. Nothing. Just silence—and the weight of knowing I was alone in this now. I curled up slowly, hugging my knees to my chest. This wasn’t how love was supposed to end. Not with a call. Not with a goodbye that sounded like an accusation.

“Baby, I really can’t do without you. I know I am a mess. And this time, I have decided to really change. Just give me another chance.” “I have also made my decision. As much as I love you, the relationship is not working. It’s too much. I am done” With that, I left the room. I could feel him standing in the middle of the room, his hand hanging on both sides. He looked defeated, but I didn’t care at that moment. He had taken me through hell over and over. It was time I took the hard decision. I opened the main door leaving the dejected love of my life standing watching me go. Sometimes I wished he would have done something more. He would have tried hard to stop me from leaving. But sometimes

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So sad but true, for me, there's only you Been crying since the day, the day you went away. `I remember date and time, December twenty-fifth, Sunday twenty-five after nine in the doorway with your case no longer shouting at each other, there were tears on our faces, and we were letting go of something special. Why do we ever know what we've got 'til it's gone? How could I carry on? the day you went away 'cause I've been missing you so much I have to say been crying since the day

There was no trace of the defeated, joyless man he became after being forced to marry me in our past life. This moment only solidified my decision. 'Noah, in this life, I will never love you again. If it's true love you want, I'll let you chase it. Just don't count me in,' I thought. I glanced at his face, now visibly twisted with frustration, and repeated my refusal. "If you didn't believe me the first time, I'll say it again. Noah, I will never be your girlfriend. Not now. Not ever." Each word left my mouth slowly with finality. His expression turned even darker.

Wearing a white wedding dress, Zara stood before the cameras holding a microphone. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "Joseph… The wedding I owed you, I'm giving it back now. Please come back." Far away in another country, Joseph saw the broadcast on television. He simply reached over and turned the TV off, then went back to the quiet life he had chosen. He couldn't be bothered with love that had come too late.

Let me feel the warmth of being truly loved, just once. But in this life, my spirit has grown weary. Let me finally rest.