When You’re Gone Novels & Stories

While his sister cried wailing for their parents, Hassan smiled being held by him as if he knew him. “...And now they say he is gone. He didn't even say goodbye to his Mustafa bhai. I don't know if he is gone or not… You know the worst kind of separation is not when someone dies, but when someone dear to you vanishes into thin air. You don't know whether to hold on, to have faith on their return, or to lose your faith and let them go.”

After we'd had a fight, my childhood sweetheart, Adrian Hale, deliberately agreed to take a sophomore named Sienna Reed to Beach House Week on Cape Cod. He was certain I'd do what I always did: get jealous, start a fight, then swallow my pride and beg him to come home. But when he returned to Kingsley University with Sienna a week later, he found me unexpectedly easy to deal with. He gave Sienna my lead creator slot in the National Robotics Challenge. I didn't quit. I organized her test data and rewrote her presentation for her. He backed Sienna in the student council election and picked apart my work during the public debate. I didn't argue. I admitted I could have prepared better and calml

A sound like the sky tearing. And when the light vanished— Liam was gone. Not dead. Not destroyed. But missing. Again. And this time, there was no trail. Just silence.

Clapping excitedly, she urged, "Daddy, let's go! I can't wait to go to the amusement park. I want to take lots of pictures and put them in the frame next to my bed!" A jolt of pain shot through my chest. I'd carried these pups for months and nearly died during labor, but as they left, the last bit of attachment I had toward them vanished. Later, I cleared out all my belongings in the villa, then dragged my suitcase downstairs. "Luna Aria, are you heading out?" Bill asked. I nodded. "I'm leaving. Remind Ethan to sign the agreement. And also, stop calling me 'Luna Aria'."

--- Ethan’s form flickered. --- Fading. --- Pulling away. --- Choosing distance. --- Choosing isolation. --- Choosing to leave. --- And just before he disappeared completely— --- He spoke one last time. --- “I’ll come back.” --- A pause. --- “When it’s safe.” --- Then— --- He was gone. --- Completely. --- The connection didn’t snap. --- It didn’t shatter. --- It simply… --- Went quiet. --- The entity pulsed faintly beside her. --- Uncertain.

How about me? When you're gone When you left me behind When I found out that I'm not in your arms When I found no trace of you around When I felt so sad and all I can do is to cry What are you doing? Why are you leaving? Why do you always say sorry? How about my feelings? How about me? When you're gone When you left me behind When I found out that I'm not in your arms When I found no trace of you around When I felt so sad and all I can do is to cry

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

he added checking his phone distressed. I nodded making a face. "Of course it is an emergency and me sleeping outside is not."I told him. "If you ran out of options, you can come to the party. It is a better option than sleeping outside. You will be having fun for once in your life at least."he told me and just like that, he was gone. Was he actually serious? Run out of option he said. I had no options. Alex was my only option and now he was not my option anymore.

I only know he is truly gone when I hear the sound of his motorcycle speeding away. “On my way, T, hang tight.” "What the hell just happened?"

They spoke at the same time, but neither managed to get the word out. Tabitha opened her mouth, only for Koben to press his index finger against her lips. He forced a smile and said, pretending to be relaxed, “I have a class reunion to get to. We can talk when I get back.” Once Koben was gone, Tabitha sat at home in contemplation. Without realizing it, she had grown accustomed to Koben’s presence in the house. If there was ever a day Koben would walk away, she prayed it would come much later.