Novel & Cerita Waiting On Him Quotes

"There's also the waiting. It's exhausting." "Oh, he will be on his way already. He must have known that you found the key."

I don't even wait for him to say anything, but leave with his food as my mind replays his words. Waiting for me. That's what jumps in my head, whilst waiting for the microwave. Those three magical words, it should have been me saying those words not him. I'm usually the one waiting for him, waiting for him to come home, waiting for him to notice me, waiting for him to tell me that he lo - no, I won't go that far. The point is, I'm shocked yet my chest warms at his actions. Him waiting for me like how I'd done so many times, when he returned home late.

He was himself. He waited.

he replies I exhale slowly, leaning back slightly. “I still don’t know how to do this,” I admit. “Do what?” he asks “Have something good and not wait for it to fall apart.” The words sit between us. He steps closer again, slower this time. “Then stop waiting,” he says quietly. “It’s not that easy,” I whisper. “It is,” he replies. I look up at him. “No, it’s not,” I say. “It is if you decide it is,” he adds I shake my head slightly.

He strolled back to his sit and sat on the edge of the sleek couch, elbows on his knees, staring into the flames licking gently in the fireplace. “I will wait,” he murmured to no one. “Yeah… I will wait.” For the first time in a long while, he wasn’t in control. He wasn’t commanding boardrooms or signing ruthless contracts. He was just a man hoping that the one woman who could heal him… would choose to. And if she didn’t? He shut his eyes. No. He wouldn’t let his thoughts go there. For now, he would wait. And for her? He would wait forever if he had to.

However, even though I trust no one but myself I still have to have hope for someone to do something for me, something that I am not able to do. After an hour of waiting, I haven't heard any news yet from that place. What is he doing right now? I am still waiting for your news Devin. I hope you can do that.

I'm waiting for his honest response but why am I expecting he will say no? Everyone was waiting for his answer. I am waiting for his answer. "Yeah." My fingers gripped tightly at the can. As everyone cheered and teased them, I remained silent in my seat, as my heart was already torn into pieces. I took a glance at him... Still, his eyes darted on mine. Is it for real? That's what I wanna ask him.

Inquiring, “Oh, she’s not of age yet?” I shake my head and frown saddened. He pats me on my shoulder. Encouraging me to, “Hang in there, Bro. At least it’s only a few months. And not years, like I had to wait!” He chuckles, shaking his head. “Oh Shit! I know I wouldn’t make it!” I chuckle ruefully. Knowing full well I couldn’t last years. I’m going crazy with waiting just a few months!

Simple honestly. "For us, we take each day one day at a time, and as for the other guys…" He breathed in, letting the sentence trail off. "Jonathan?" I pressed on and he nodded. "We have to keep an eye on him." "Mm-mh." I was content. My phone rang out and almost made me jump. I looked at the screen but I couldn't recognize the number. "Hello…?" I struggled to my feet. "Hi, this is Jonathan…" A deep voice said and I almost felt my heart stop beating for an instant. I looked down at the Neon, but he was focused on the picnic contents on the floor and not paying me any attention.

“No?’ he said. “Very well, if that’s the way you’re going to be, and after I waited so long as well. I was beginning to think you wouldn’t make it.” “You’re not the first person to say that to me today.” “So you make a habit of keeping people waiting do you? Or are you just a little slow off the mark? Never mind, don’t answer that. I just hope you’ve been looking forward to this meeting as much as I have.”