Still-wait-for-me Novels & Stories

“you are welcome, it’s the least I could do…” “your appointment with your dentist is still slated for next week?” Christopher adjusted his seating position “yes, it is, I’m anxious, I can’t wait to get these braces of my teeth” “I hope to be there too, I need to witness that” “you being there would mean everything to me, I hope you would be able to make it” “if I’m discharged from this shit hole, I’ll definitely come, let’s keep our fingers crossed” There was a knock on the door, interrupting their conversation, they waited for a second, then the knock came in again

stepping Watch the time run shut up by the rules No cracking feeling All about time Time brought me here Time to end this meeting, I don't hate, I'm not angry, I don't hold grudges Time, thank you Has left a mark I am thankful Aiys was engrossed in writing, after conveying some of Aiys feelings, repeated some materials to strengthen his preparations for tomorrow's war. The scratch paper in front of Aiys was filled with numbers and writing. Aiys is grateful to be able to do 30 questions tonight. Aiys rubbed her eyes, it felt like something had hit her. Aiys need sleep. When Aiys walked to the bed, Aiys looked at her cellphone. It turned out to be fully charged. I don't know why Aiys just want

WOMAN YOU JUST CONFESSED YOUR FEELINGS AND NOW LEAVING MY POOR HEART HANGING HERE JUST LIKE THAT? N - You should have become an actor not a musician. I AM OFF. BYE mister. H - Wait for tomorrow babe. I am gonna change your perspective about me soon. Sweet dreams. LOVE YOU. She fell back on bed with a wide grin and a restless heart in her rib cage. "I am impatiently waiting for it Harsh", she mumbled under her lips dizzily.

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.

Over time, missing meals and eating irregularly became a habit. In the end, Lewis never showed up. I wasn't angry. I'd waited five years, and there was still no place for me in his heart. As long as he signed the divorce agreement, waiting one more night didn't matter. What he didn't know was that the divorce agreement he saw—was written for him and me. … After dinner, I wandered around for a long while. By the time I got home, it was already very late. The living room lights were on. Lewis was actually waiting for me.

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I had never been a player unlike my best friend Steven, who can fuck whatever had a hole. It’s not like I was a Saint or something, I have my shares of one-nights but they’re quite rare. Work pressure must I say, but along that was my dislike with the female population. I must not say hate, but a dislike was appropriate to fit in. Reasons I try to push as much back of my mind I can. “Have you notified the Managing sector about it?” “Yes, sir. They’re almost ready, they’re waiting for your arrival.” “Okay, order a fresh set of clothes for me, I will not be going back home.”

"Our engagement party is going to be bigger than anything you saw tonight." There it was again: next time. For ten years I'd followed him, from a little border town all the way to the Sinclair estate, surviving one hail of bullets after another and collecting more scars than I could count. And all I ever got in return was next time. I looked up at him and said, quietly, "But I can't wait for next time." His brow creased. "My father is very sick." "I want him to see my happiness for himself, within the week. So he won't have any regrets."