I'm Not Done With You Yet Novels & Stories

I am trying but I am not there yet. 'I am not asking you to do anything you are not ready for,' I said. 'I just need you not to be gone.' 'I am not gone,' she said. 'I am next door. I am always next door.' I pressed my lips together and looked at the ceiling. 'Okay,' I typed. 'Okay,' she said back.

╭───────────────╮ Unknown: I’ll see you at closing. Don’t make me come find you. ╰───────────────╯

She's still working through whatever she needs to work through. But she's not gone. And that's enough. For now, that's enough.

Because it seems everywhere I go I feel like a victim eaten up fast For once I plead Someone to ask me Will you please..." " It's not the right time. I have to go home and do it." He says. I can hear the confusion in his voice. I continue the poem in my head. 'Will you please... stay.' Yes, that's it! I need to note this down. I grab a sticky note which I store in my pocket. I write down 'stay' with my the only pen I have, a red ballpoint.

Then, I apologized and left. With the last ten dollars in my pocket, I went to the pharmacy and then headed home. Upon returning home, I went to my grandfather's room, picked up his photo, and held it close. "Grandpa, I'm sorry. I couldn't live the way you wanted. "You said that if I like someone, I should boldly pursue him without leaving any regrets. "But, Grandpa, it's been so tiring for me to keep pursuing, and I've given up. "Can I come over to your side to keep you company, Grandpa? If I don’t hear a reply from you, I’ll consider your silence as consent."

he added, his gaze staying steady on me for a while. There was a long silence between us, our eyes locked as I held his gaze. “I know,” I said finally, taking a long breath. “I didn’t say anything because…” I paused, choosing my words carefully. “Because I am not ready for this kind of commitment yet.” I stepped down from the table and walked towards where Adrian was sitting. “I do not trust myself with this kind of a commitment yet,” I continued. “I spent three years putting myself back together, and I don’t know what happens if I let something like this in.” I told him

, Matthew asked. I wasn't ready for this, not now, not after what I had just been through. Harry just gave me the biggest scare of my life. This was the last thing I wanted to discuss, "I know this might not be a good time ", Matthew said, " but I am tired of being the one overlooked. You ran away literally on the morning of our wedding, you broke my heart. If you no longer want to be with me, say so and I will let you be. I am tired of waiting and pining for you ", Matthew said.

SERIES SO YEA. I'LL SEE YOU ALL IN ANOTHER ONE OF MY WORKS UNTIL THEN GOODBYE AND THANK YOU! <3

“You are not done with me.” My stomach tightened. “And you’re not done with me.” I said, looking up at him, making him smirk. “I’m still having breakfast.” He exhaled, almost amused. “Fine.” That surprised me. “But after,” he added calmly, “we are finishing this conversation.” “And if I don’t want to?” “You do.”

"Yeah, besides I also don't know where to go if I don't live here with you guys, but I'm only here for a while, I also still have to get to know your son and of course you two, my life is already a mess so I don't want to be in the middle of this commotion" "Thank you El" Jake said and Eleven was silent.