Title: "Don't Want to Say Goodbye"
Author: Lynds
Author's Note: Hey guys this is a really really short story I came up with
in class today, I'm still in class now. College really make you work you
know? LOL! Anyways, it's just something quick I came up with I do come up
with those from time to time. PLEASE send me some feedback and let me know
if you all like it or whatever. Thanks! And thanks to Faith who read this
ahead of time for me!
Summary: You'll just have to read. It's about three people.
Disclaimer: Sadly, the three people this story is about aren't mine! (
"Don't Want to Say Goodbye"
I turn on my heel, it's pouring rain out. He's behind me, he doesn't even
call my name. I don't hear anything from him. I want to turn around in his
warm arms.
I won't.
I can't.
I continue my way down the slick wet road, tears streaming down my face.
I want this to be a nightmare.
I loved him.
I LOVE him.
Why did he do this to me?
Why did he use me? Make me a cheap item?
I can still feel his warm breath on my face.
I can feel his warm, gentle loving lips on mine.
The joy and pleasure he brought me when we made love.
It wasn't like old times.
Late hours, long days working.
We'd fall right into another and make love for hours and those were the
late nights I missed most.
He left me, he told me there was someone else.
I even loved him then.
He seemed happy that he'd met this other woman and I wanted nothing but for
him to be happy.
I gave him and his girlfriend my blessings.
From then on I dove deeper into my work than ever before.
Late nights; thinking about him. and his new girlfriend.
I wanted it to be me!
I wanted to be her.again.
I love him.
Then he kissed me years later.
He kissed me.
I was unsure what others would think.
We kissed.
I thought we were happy.
I was happy.
I keep walking down the street; rain pounding down on my back and I want to
run from him.
I wanted to run to him.
I couldn't
He didn't love me.
He told me himself.after I told him how much I loved and cared for him.
We'll never be together; I know it won't happen.
He's married.
He has a wife.
She doesn't deserve him, I do.
I'll make him happy.
I turn once more and see him take her into his loving, gentle arms; it
should be me. I see him whisper to her.
"I love you." I can read those lips. I read hers too.
She said it back. She was supposed to hate him for what he did and then
he'd be with me. But she doesn't, she doesn't hate him. They clung to each
other in the rain and I saw them kiss.
I couldn't look anymore.
I love that man.
I can't watch them anymore.
I turn back on my heel and crying I walk down the street.
I'm nobody to him.
I'm a stranger to her.
She's a stranger to me.
He's the man I love.
He's the man she says she loves.
He never told me he loved me.
Never.
He loves her.
I hate her; he's supposed to be mine.
He's Bobby the husband to her.
She's Lindsay the wife to him.
I'm Sara the "other woman" no more.
He left me; for his wife.
Crazy man.
I saw the sun start shining behind me.
I walked on without looking back.
After all, I'm Sara; the un- chosen woman.
The End.
Author: Lynds
Author's Note: Hey guys this is a really really short story I came up with
in class today, I'm still in class now. College really make you work you
know? LOL! Anyways, it's just something quick I came up with I do come up
with those from time to time. PLEASE send me some feedback and let me know
if you all like it or whatever. Thanks! And thanks to Faith who read this
ahead of time for me!
Summary: You'll just have to read. It's about three people.
Disclaimer: Sadly, the three people this story is about aren't mine! (
"Don't Want to Say Goodbye"
I turn on my heel, it's pouring rain out. He's behind me, he doesn't even
call my name. I don't hear anything from him. I want to turn around in his
warm arms.
I won't.
I can't.
I continue my way down the slick wet road, tears streaming down my face.
I want this to be a nightmare.
I loved him.
I LOVE him.
Why did he do this to me?
Why did he use me? Make me a cheap item?
I can still feel his warm breath on my face.
I can feel his warm, gentle loving lips on mine.
The joy and pleasure he brought me when we made love.
It wasn't like old times.
Late hours, long days working.
We'd fall right into another and make love for hours and those were the
late nights I missed most.
He left me, he told me there was someone else.
I even loved him then.
He seemed happy that he'd met this other woman and I wanted nothing but for
him to be happy.
I gave him and his girlfriend my blessings.
From then on I dove deeper into my work than ever before.
Late nights; thinking about him. and his new girlfriend.
I wanted it to be me!
I wanted to be her.again.
I love him.
Then he kissed me years later.
He kissed me.
I was unsure what others would think.
We kissed.
I thought we were happy.
I was happy.
I keep walking down the street; rain pounding down on my back and I want to
run from him.
I wanted to run to him.
I couldn't
He didn't love me.
He told me himself.after I told him how much I loved and cared for him.
We'll never be together; I know it won't happen.
He's married.
He has a wife.
She doesn't deserve him, I do.
I'll make him happy.
I turn once more and see him take her into his loving, gentle arms; it
should be me. I see him whisper to her.
"I love you." I can read those lips. I read hers too.
She said it back. She was supposed to hate him for what he did and then
he'd be with me. But she doesn't, she doesn't hate him. They clung to each
other in the rain and I saw them kiss.
I couldn't look anymore.
I love that man.
I can't watch them anymore.
I turn back on my heel and crying I walk down the street.
I'm nobody to him.
I'm a stranger to her.
She's a stranger to me.
He's the man I love.
He's the man she says she loves.
He never told me he loved me.
Never.
He loves her.
I hate her; he's supposed to be mine.
He's Bobby the husband to her.
She's Lindsay the wife to him.
I'm Sara the "other woman" no more.
He left me; for his wife.
Crazy man.
I saw the sun start shining behind me.
I walked on without looking back.
After all, I'm Sara; the un- chosen woman.
The End.