Without You By Del James Novels & Stories

So don't say you miss me when you don't call (when you don't call) Don't say you're hurting without the scars Don't promise me tonight without tomorrow too Don't say you love me unless you do, unless you do Don't say you love me (don't say you love me) unless you do (unless you do) Don't say you love me (oh, yeah), don't say you love me (oh) Don't promise me tonight without tomorrow too Don't say you love me (oh, yeah), unless you do unless you do (oh) I need a little bit more I need a little bit more You gotta know what it's like I know you've been here before I've been waiting, I've been patient (yeah) But I need a little bit more (yeah) Don't say you miss me when you don't call (when you

Oh Guess there is something, and there is nothing There is nothing in between And in my eyes, there is a tiny dancer Watching over me, he's singing "She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a boy" He's singing, "She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a line without a hook" Baby, I am a wreck when I'm without you I need you here to stay I broke all my bones that day I found you Crying at the lake

I can't explain this feeling that I'm feelin' I won't go another day without you, without you Hold on, I promise it gets brighter And when it rains, I'll hold you even tighter I won't go another day without you, without you And this is me tonight There's no more games and no more lies And I know it's right 'Cause of the way you look into my eyes And when I hold you tight The worries disappear, I'm glad you're in my life Wake up feel the air that I'm breathin’ I can't explain this feeling that I'm feelin' I won't go another day without you Hold on, I promise it gets brighter And when it rains, I'll hold you even tighter I won't go another day without you, without you And I won't go another da

"I went upstairs to my room to take a shower, after I was done showering, I rapped my towel around my waist and went to my closet. I was looking for a cloth to wear when I eyes caught a black box. That black box contained something only I know of, no one else knows about the box. I just removed my eyes from the box and continued looking for what to wear until I found something. When I was done dressing, I went back downstairs to meet Damien. Funny how he already ordered take out. "Are you okay? You are spacing out and you have not yet touched your food" Damien said bringing me back to the present. "I am fine, I just have a lot on my head, that is all" I said. "I know how to make you clear yo

You’ve never withheld your love cause you know that it leads me back to you. Find me, cause I get lost sometimes. Find me, find me In the dead ends of mind cause I get lost sometimes.” In the middle of our dancing, something dripped on my face that came from above and eventually turned into heavy rain. We didn’t say a thing. None of us left, we just stayed steady. We could hardly hear the music. The heavy rain served as a backdrop to our music, and we continued to dance unaffected. ---------

Thirty minutes before the wedding ceremony was scheduled to begin, I was locked out of my own bridal suite at the estate. The butler swiped the master keycard three times, but the door still wouldn't open. “Miss, the system shows you don't have access to this suite.” I froze for a couple of seconds before explaining, “I’m the bride for today’s wedding.” The butler looked visibly put on the spot. “I’m sorry, Miss, but this suite is registered under Miss Sofia. Before she checked in, she specifically gave strict orders that no one is allowed inside without Don Dario's express permission.” The hallway fell instantly silent. Holding my wedding dress in her arms, my mother’s proud smile com

' In the end, all I managed was, "Ryan, I think I don't have a dad anymore." The line went completely silent. Then he said, "Send me the address." I shook my head even though he couldn't see me. "You don't have to." "Serena Miller." "Send me the address." It was the first time he had ever said my name so seriously. I didn't get a chance to answer. A van came speeding out of control through the intersection. Someone nearby screamed. All I remember was the glare of the headlights. And the sound of my phone hitting the ground.

He changed the music (Nahi jeena tere baaju Nahi jeena, Nahi jeena Main tenu samjhawan ki Na tere bina lagda jee Tu kee jaane pyaar mera Main karaan intezar tera Tu dil tuyyon jaan meri I don't have to live without you, don't have to live, don't have to live.. What do I explain to you, without you my heart is nowhere, [as in, my heart/mind isn't into anything, I am unable to concentrate on anything] what do you know about my love, I wait for you.. You're my heart, and you're my life too..

Unfortunately, that belief was shattered the moment Queenie Yates appeared. What once felt like a passionate, all-consuming love in our youth was blown away, dispersed like smoke in the wind. I silently hung up the phone, took off my oxygen mask, and sent Dad a text. "Dad, I've thought it through. I'm willing to marry Joseph Blackwell." He called back almost instantly, his voice full of concern as he asked, "Yvonne, did something happen? You don't have to force yourself for me. As for the Langston brothers…"

My parents are music professors, and their university is always hosting these music salons and exchange events. But they never took me. After I graduated from college, I was desperate to see what it was like, so I begged my mother for a visitor's pass. She was busy helping my sister Ella fill out an application for one of those concerts, and she cut me off cold: "Everyone attending is a top-tier musician. You can't even read sheet music—walking in there, you'd just stick out like a sore thumb." A few days later, I stood in the freezing wind, listening to the applause rolling out from the auditorium. My sister stood at center stage, performing alongside a bunch of renowned musicians. That nig