Say Goodbye Say Hello Beatles Novels & Stories

I sat on our bed, he packed his suitcase I held a picture of our wedding day His hands were trembling, we both were cryin' He kissed me gently and then he quickly walked away I called up mama and she said "Time will ease your pain Life's about changin' Nothin' ever stays the same" And she said, "How can I help you To say goodbye, it's okay to hurt, and it's okay to cry Come let me hold you and I will try How can I help you to say goodbye"

"Hmm, okay. Bye." "Bye.”

God be with you. Byeeeeeee.

“Hello…” **********

'Hi, I missed your voice 'Can we meet? 'So good to meet you ' Please reply to my messages I read out the messages as my heart leaped

I said to Andy, "That video you're playing is disgusting. Aren't you gonna compensate me for emotional distress?" Andy laughed and grabbed an extra piece from the tray. "Of course. Try this new flavor. Don't forget to give me feedback." I didn't stand on ceremony and accepted his kindness.

The moment those words left Eleanor’s mouth, Kent and Bella both spat out the tea they were drinking. “What?” Kent grunted in shock, his old, cunning eyes widening with disbelief. “What did you just say?” Bella swallowed hard before setting her teacup back on the glass table. “Why would you say something like that? Are you that desperate to send us to our graves?” Eleanor frowned, unable to understand what the hell her divorce had to do with them passing away. It wasn’t as if they cared about her—or loved her enough to feel upset seeing her marriage turn into such a joke. It certainly wasn’t that.

He croaked. “He-Hey… hello.” I felt awkward. “Alicia, wow!” He sounded like he was smiling. “I thought you blocked me.” “I did… but I just…” I didn't know what to say. “I got the envelope you sent me." He didn't reply to that and the silence between us seemed to stretch for a long time that thought he had slept off or something, “I miss you.” He finally said. I released the breath I didn't know I was holding.

I looked up at the giant screen displaying wedding photos of Adrian and me and felt nothing but irony. Three messages popped up on my phone. "Iris, stop making trouble. I've already had the wedding dress cleaned and sent home. Tomorrow, you'll look beautiful wearing the wedding dress I made, and you'll marry me." "I'm calling in all the major media outlets to record this important moment of alliance between our two families." "Iris, I didn't break the promise I made when we were eighteen." Calmly, I pulled out the SIM card and tossed it out the car window. Along with it went my memories of being eighteen.

That was when my phone buzzed with an email. I opened it to find a photo of the endless ocean, its blues merging with the sky. There it was, Wynnie's goodbye note. [Kelvin, if you're reading this, I'm probably gone. I've often pondered the cruel jokes of fate. You gave me your whole heart, but I was blind to my own. Now that I've hurt you enough to drive you away, I realize I can't bear a life without you. You might laugh at my words now.