Quotes About Waiting For Him Novels & Stories

I said how. He said Kade had asked him something three months ago that had made it clear and he had been waiting since. I said what did he ask. Dane said Kade had asked what it had been like to wait. To know what you wanted and hold it until the time was right. I looked at Dane. He looked back. "What did you tell him," I said. "I told him the waiting was worth it," he said. "If what you were waiting for was real." "And," I said.

"I love you. You had me at hello. Age and your past don't matter. I'll wait until you're ready." He kept at it, never giving up. ...

"That was a good one." His grin didn't leave his face. "Like I said when we were alone in the truck in front, I wanted to fight for us. I don't want to be with any other person. I'm going to wait for you. Go to college, travel the world, become the most talented expensive hairstylist in the globe. I'll wait for you. Even if we're like two hundred years old or something." "Jeez. I can't wait that long." "Me neither. Still, it's you, and for me, you are a hundred percent worth the wait."

“You don’t have to think about that anymore. I am here always.” We kept the flow and I just smile at every opportunity gotten. I am so sure that I have loved this person so much. I was on this chit chat, smiling and feeling over the moon when I heard someone “How long do you intend on keeping me waiting?”

He deliberately left something out. Like, “I love you.” He didn’t text it. But I heard it. F: Bye. ‘Waiting for you.’ J: Bye. ‘Wait for me.’

said the old lady next to her "Ma'am, there are times that waiting for something or patience is the most beautiful thing, besides what is there to life without patience, and imagination?" "You are such an optimistic and lovely girl, I hope that boy keeps his promise," said the old lady smiling "And they do say that waiting is a sign of true love and patience, anyone can say 'i love you but not everyone can wait and prove it's true," said a middle-aged man in another row" "Thank you, both you ma'am and you sir," said Toni happily and looked back at the picture in her hand "We will reunite soon, wait for me Stephen" At the exact moment, a guy woke up in a flash looking horrified them signed in

he whispers back, having me shiver pleasurably. “How would you even now?” I clear my throat, tearing us out of our trance. I narrow my eyes at him, while he watches me grimly. “Because I know a certain someone that is going through the exact same situation as you, and I want to tell you, that you don’t have to settle for the prick. Maybe there is someone out there waiting for you!” Is he waiting for me? “Why are you telling me that?” He passes his hands through his hair, tousling it.

Elita Once again in life, I am forced to realize that waiting is the hardest thing to do. Waiting for someone is like dragging your body over a bed of nails. It is slow. It is painful. It does not kill, but it leaves me writhing. Time stretches, moving too slow, making every breath feel heavy, every heartbeat feel too slow. The worst part of it? Not knowing if they are even coming back, or if I am waiting for nothing, or if I should do something instead of just…sitting around and waiting.

Emotion. A man who did not hold himself back. A man I had waited years to see. For so long, I had believed that if I was patient enough, if I was good enough, that man would become mine. That he would look at me that way again. But he never did. And I could not spend the rest of my life waiting for something that might never return. For far too long, I had been the one waiting. Waiting for attention. Waiting for affection. Waiting for love that never seemed to come freely.

​“I realized something today. While I was dancing with you in that hall, watching you smile through the pain.” ​“What?” I whispered. ​“That waiting is a fool’s game.” ​He pulled back, his hands sliding up to cup my face. “You said you weren’t ready. You said you needed time.” ​“I did.” ​“We do not have time, Yara.” His voice was fierce, urgent. “Time is a lie we tell ourselves to feel safe. There is only now. There is only this breath. And the next. And I am done waiting for the perfect moment to claim what my soul already knows.”