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You tell me that you want it, you wanna tell But keep me waiting You make it right Don’t say goodbye Don’t say goodbye, bye, bye, bye. Hello guys, I edited the last chapter but it's not showing yet. Hopefully it will show soon.

I may even let myself shed a few tears because if any situation warranted that, this sure was it… I summoned my usual blank face, though this time; it took all my willpower to keep it pasted on my face and not break into sobs. “I guess, this is goodbye then. Have a good life, Zane. I hope you will find a good girl with whom you could live a trouble-free life. G- Goodbye…” Damn it! My voice just had to break at the end, giving away my reluctance to part with him when I wanted to project a strong, unaffected front!

I can’t thank Jianyu enough for giving this to me, he’ll never truly know what this means. Slowly I lean forward and place a gentle kiss against the cold marble and whisper, “Goodbye.” I never realised how much I needed this, and now that I have it, I feel as though I can close a chapter of my life, just as I’m starting a new one.

I will miss our trips to the nearby pool, We'd rather read books there and pretend to be cool, I want to say goodbye one more time and cry with one more kiss, Goodbye, my mother, it's you I will forever miss, When the storms fill my eyes, and all the feels make me cry, I'll remember your sweet lullabies as I say, 'Goodbye. Jeremy leaves the microphone, and everyone next to me pats my back. I never knew what to say at funerals. Poems were the only words that made sense to me. Of course, they don't make sense to other people, but to me, that poem wasn't for them. The sparrow in the tree spreads its wings and flies out into the clouds. I know deep down that's the last time I will ever see that

I pulled out a sheet of paper and started scribbling. “To whom it may concern…” No. Too formal. I crumpled it up and tossed it aside. “Phoebe, I’m sorry…” No. Too personal. Another ball of paper hit the floor. I must’ve gone through five or six drafts. Nothing sounded right. Nothing felt like it could explain what I was feeling. How do you write a goodbye to the only thing that ever made you feel like you belonged? Eventually, I gave up. I shoved all the torn and crumpled papers into the trash and just grabbed my coat again. I needed to see her one last time, even if she hated me. I needed to look her in the eyes and say goodbye properly. Or at least… try.

“Please, Sierra. Just trust us. We’ll fix this. We will come back for you. You’ll see.” The words sounded empty, like hollow promises. He was saying what I wanted to hear, but nothing could make up for the pain of what had already happened. My heart twisted in a way I couldn’t explain. “Goodbye,” I said sharply, closing off the connection with one final thought: I’m done with this. I don’t need to wait for you anymore.

I said. I controlled the loud sob that was threatening to come out and sighed, "Goodbye, Scarlett." "Please don't make it a goodbye," She sobbed loudly. "I don't have any other option," I said with tears running down my face. "Goodbye, Scarlett." "Bye, Hazel," She sobbed and I disconnected the call.

He replies with a humming sound. “Take me away from here, I want to be alone… I want to be in peace. There are many questions in my life, which I need answers for, before I bid Goodbye to this city forever. And for that, I need to sort everything …so please take me from here-”

Luna was almost hypnotized by the sound. Albert sang the lyrics of "Goodbye" by Air Supply, and each word seemed to resonate with his true feelings. The pain in his voice was palpable, and Luna felt it deeply. He was letting her go for her own good, even if it meant hurting himself. The lyrics conveyed his willingness to endure pain rather than make her cry. There was nothing left to do but say goodbye. "I can see the pain living in your eyes And I know how hard you try You deserve to have so much more

I will finally give you all of me, in every way that is possible. Goodbye, baby. Goodbye for now. — Leonel Aries Sinclair