Quotes Goodbye Love Novels & Stories

He quietly says. She steps out of the truck as Peter opens the door, wraps his arms around her waist, lifts her up against his body and spins around with her in his arms, her head above his. She kisses him sweetly with a lustful yearning for him. He takes notice to this and takes a deep breath in to calm his excitement. He turns around, lowers her back down until her feet gently touch the ground. She opens her door and says farewell. “See you again soon I hope.” Peter with a hopeful voice.

When I saw Caleb's face turn even paler, I knew that I'd hit the mark. "So please leave. I don't love you anymore, Mr. Smith." With that, I turned and walked away. I didn't see the tears that finally broke free from his eyes, nor the way his fists clenched in agony at those final two words: "Mr. Smith". Caleb's assistant drove up. "Mr. Smith, shall we keep waiting for Ms. Jewel?" Caleb turned away. "No. Let's go home." That was the last time I ever saw Caleb or Vivian. I only heard about them later through the grapevine.

"You and Elroy were never friends. You've been rivals forever. Watching him fall apart—it made you happy, didn't it?" He dropped the act. Smirked. "Yeah. It did. Oh—and he's dead. Thought you should know. You're sharp, Celine. I wish you happiness." My pen hovered. Ink bled into the page. I tore it up, tossed it out. "Happiness isn't for me." I'd had it once. Look where that got me. He gave a soft laugh. "Goodbye. I hope you find freedom." This time, I nodded. Freedom—that, I could want.

"Stay here with Amanda, Ms. Sanders. I'll take care of the fees." Tears welled up in Charlotte's eyes as she stared at Jonathan gratefully. He patted her shoulder soothingly but shot me a dark look. "Tessa, if you apologize to Ms. Sanders and Amanda now, we can move past this." His words stabbed through me like a dagger. The burning sensation on my calf was nothing compared to my heartbreak at that moment. I stared at the man I had loved for the last six years. A bitter smile etched upon my bloodless face as I relented. "Fine. I'm sorry."

Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part; Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands forever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love’s latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his eyes,

The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by David's muffled heartbreaks. I wished I could undo the pain, turn back time and rewrite the script of our lives. But reality had a way of cutting through into the most sincere wishes. “I didn't get to say goodbye,” David rumored, his voice slightly audible. Tears streamed down my face as I pulled him into my arms, the two of us adhering to each other in the face of a loss that felt invincible. “I know, David. I know.” I held onto David, and I felt the weight of our grief binding us in a way that words could not describe.

“I love you, Justin. But us…we were never going to work. No matter what. You have bigger things ahead of you.” His Adam’s Apple bobbed but he didn’t move anything else. “It’s better this way. I don’t have to reject you. This i…i…is my goodbye kiss, my love. You shaped who I am today and I will be forever grateful. My…my heart will always be yours but now it’s time to let you go.”

In the soft night air that brushed our faces, we felt the benediction of a friendship that transcended time and space, life and death. Leo bent his head to touch his lips to my cheek. "I love you, Mia Quinn." I closed my eyes, smiling. Now. Always. Forever. The End

Saying the word between close to, and each other, in a mumble, ad she's drinking water. " Close to what? "I question in vexed curiosity. "They were so close to... "She begins but stops to look at her wristwatch. "Oh my, how time flies. I've got to get going now. Chat latter. "She says rushing to her feet, and the door. "But... "I make to protest, but she seems in a rush, as she opens the door, and rushes out. " Love you, honey! "

"Please don't say words like gone. I don't want to see that day when I have to say goodbye to you... I love you." "I love you more."