Y Yo Que Te Deseo A Morir Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Yes, I want you, but not when you are DEAD!" •••

Without you, in my life Estaré loco Baby, please, don’t leave me That will be the death of me... His voice was captivating, his words sincere. His eyes locked onto mine as he sang, pouring his emotions into every note. I will love you with all my heart You are mine, remember that I will do everything for you Even if it means I will die... I couldn’t look away. My heart pounded in my chest as he continued, his gaze never wavering. Without you, in my life Estaré loco Baby, please, don’t leave me

My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne “Oh, oh, oh, oh so much for my happy ending Oh, oh, oh, oh so much for my happy ending Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Let’s talk this over It's not like we're dead Was it something I did? Was it something you said? Don't leave me hanging in a city so dead Held up so high on such a breakable thread” I died. Maybe not physically but exactly on this day, Xyna Devon Alegre died. Everyone killed me, but my loved ones were the mastermind. My parents...and Dwyne. “You were all the things I though I knew

"I didn't notice her illness. I didn't believe her. I killed her." "You can hit me, curse me, do whatever you want. I deserve it. But I have only one request—please, don't let me divorce her." His breath came in broken gasps. "I want to be buried next to her when I die." My mother stood still, her face tight with grief as she watched the proud man kneeling before her, tears streaking his face. For a long time, she said nothing. When she finally spoke, her voice was heavy with sorrow.

“We know what tomorrow would bring and that will be a new life, new things, a new beginning and a long life filled with happiness for us. You’re mine forever, Desire” “So are you, my lord” THE END

My best friend will be the death of me. Fucking hell. ******

"Are you looking down on me because I look like this?” I shook my head, hovering over her and sucking on her bottom lip softly. “I'm not. I don't want to hurt you.” “But it's my last dying wish. I want to feel you inside me... please..." A low growl rumbled in my chest and my eyes flashed. “You’re not going to die. We shall find a solution.” I said, my jaws clenching as I wondered if I believed my own words. “I can feel it, Emilio. Please grant my wish. I want to die a happy woman.”

There's so much I haven't done yet. There's so much I haven't felt yet. A stream of hot tears flow down my cheeks. "I really don't want to die, especially not here. And not like this." I choke on the lucrid smell of my burning flesh, as I watch my legs disappear alongside a part of my abdomen. "Anybody out there, I don't want to die... please..." I beg whatever god would lend an ear to my broken pleas. “Me…lin…da. I’m…so.. sorry…”

I began to explain myself. I wanted to cry, but I refrained. To cry over our system, which wipes out the innocent and works for the killers. What kind of life was that? What kind of world? "Will you tell me why you did this?" I got even angrier. "I DON'T HAVE TO GIVE YOU ANY EXPLANATIONS! I HATE YOU, YOU ARE SUCH A GARBAGE." I started shouting. "Please don't shout so much, we're in the center of Rome."

We turn each other bad. "I want you to leave Alex alone." Isn't it clear that I already gave up on that? She pulled away from me, getting back to herself as she pushed me away from her; She wiped her cheeks dry before she faced me again, "And I want you to be out of our lives for good...that I won't be afraid, that one day you'll come back and ruin it all again." She simply means my death. And that's a wish I can grant. I turned my eyes from her, beside the bed was the red button, I leaned forward and pressed it.