I Feel Like A Fool Waiting For You Novels & Stories

A knock came on my door, I wasn't bothered to get up, I had not bolted it locked anyway, it was simple I got way over myself, everyone knew I was a fool. I had gotten smitten by a mate whom I walked in having sex with another lady, he had never promised to be with me neither had he assured me of my safety or a marriage, he never spoke stupid words to me nor had he made silky promises, yet like a fool I beloved my imaginations and had let them run wild.

All I got was a measly ‘I’m sorry and I can explain’. I relish the anger that surges inside me as I recall the events of last night. I savor it and let it boil over inside me. He didn’t even return home last night. Is it stupid that I was still waiting for him? Waiting for him to walk through the doors and tell me it was all just a joke, a prank? I am a fool, I know. “I will just ask the makeup artist to get started.” Layla mumbles and I nod at her with a weak smile.

Even if it seems not true. I love you and I will always will. Which is why... even if it seems to make me be an idiot... a fool with no brain... even if I am acting like this... if you said those words... if you voice it out for me... You need not worry for no matter what happens... If it is you... I will let myself be fooled by you again.

Can't wait to feel it. Love You!

Love me like you do, love me like you do Love me like you do, love me like you do Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do (like you do) Love me like you do, love me like you do (yeah) Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight My head spinning around, I can't see clear no more

His good looks feels wasted just by trying to hit on me falsely. For the rest of the day, I tapped rhythmically on the floor, buying time by staying adrift. Every word kisses my ears in muffled hum and distorted noise, like a faulty stereo. I can't wait to get home. Maybe it's the first day syndrome, but this wait is excruciating.

Just long enough to say I love you to your stupid stubborn face. I hit send. And waited. And waited. But nothing came.

“It is not your fault that you loved him. Loving someone does not make you a fool.” But I could feel the full weight of it settling into my bones. The second time. I had been this exact kind of fool a second time — had taken flowers and a few warm gestures and built an entire hope out of them and called it possible. I was not a person to him. I was a switch. Something to flip on when it served a purpose and set aside when it didn’t. “Just take me home,” I said quietly. “Which home?” Vanessa’s hands dropped to mine, fingers threading through and holding tight.

I remembered how he used to talk to me in a gentle way and I would blush like a fool. He was fucking good at that and yes!just like a fool I fell for it each time he did it.I would giggled and feel like I was floating in the sky.I used to feel like the world was ours and it was just the two of us. You can call me a fool, naive and all sorts of names because indeed I was.I was blind,Too blind to see the truth. The thought of it made me feel so disgusted with myself. How did I turn out to be a fool for him?

Coming to terms that she wouldn’t give up, I huffed swallowing with difficulty. “I am on the verge of losing my mind. I keep thinking about him and almost feel like I made the wrong decision telling him off. At the same time, I feel like the world’s greatest fool. Why should I be thinking about someone who has made me question myself many times? Why am I so stupid?” I broke down letting the tears out.