I Feel Like A Fool Waiting For You Mga Nobela at Kwento

He tricked me, he was a liar. What fool was I to believe that I would actually have a soul mate. What fool was I to believe that I had someone destined for me? What fool was I to actually think, oohh well, at least I had a soul mate? After everything I went through, only to be fooled like that. I wanted to cry but I would never. I had let myself be weak. I should have gone when I had the chance. I should have ran away. Why was I so stupid?

surely they will think of this. 'What a fool'

Chapter 17 Who are you to make me feel so good? Who are we to tell ourselves that we’re misunderstood? Were always falling on each other like were both lost in in the dark. I don’t think you know me much at all, all, ALL! -Ellie Goulding (This Love)

A sense of disappointment began to envelop his heart because the only thing he wanted at that moment was a reply from Sirena, the arrogant girl who always made his heart race. Time seemed to pass slowly, and each second that went by felt like a ridiculous twist in the circle of time, making him more restless. He scratched his head, which wasn’t itchy, while glancing at the wall clock that seemed to mock his foolishness. The mixture of frustration and amusement finally made a small chuckle escape his lips. “How foolish I am,” he thought. Waiting for a reply that might never come, yet still holding on to hope, as if he were waiting for a miracle.

"I'm sorry but this couldn't wait!" ^^^^^^^^^^

"Ah my old friend, just you wait" *****************************************

☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Wise men say only fools rush in. Damn! They were right. Because what the fuck have I rushed into? I’ve fallen into a bottomless pit called you, Hayden. I bend and break each time I think of you. You control me more than you’ll ever know. And I like it that way. What if all I need is you?

I’ve ignored every call from him, every of his messages and even almost blocked him from getting in contact with me but it stopped, thankfully. The elevator door dings, pulling apart to allow me out of it. I step out and just like that, I can see old naive me standing by that door, hoping and waiting for the man I loved to laugh and tell me ‘it’s a joke! April fool even if it isn’t April. Anything but definitely not what I heard. I blink back the tears threatening to fall down my cheeks, thankful no one is here to see me make a total fool of myself. 'Just hold it together for some minutes Lana, you can do it.' I mutter like a chant, willing my legs to walk.

"But I’m not like those soap opera villains who’ll act like a fool, waiting for a man who’s humiliated me over and over, throwing me aside in front of everyone. I can’t be stupid for him anymore." She took a breath, her voice trembling but fierce. "I think ten years is f*cking enough of waiting, foolishly wishing Marcus would love me back—choose me over someone else. I’ve neglected the people who really love me, all for a man who could never love me."

It was getting dark outside, yet another day passed by. Sniff. A sour taste from the cake made me realize I was crying. Tears rolled down endlessly, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I cried. Cried. I’m strong. I’ll live alone. On my own. Even if I chant it a hundred more times nothing different is gonna happen. I feel helpless for the first time. The fact that I still wait for him to come here, scoop me in his arms and say this was all a prank or a misunderstanding. Anything. Even though he rejected me. pfft. I feel like a fool. A foolish wolf. He used to say knocking my head.