I was in the bathroom splashing my face with water, but carefully trying not to mess up the blush I begged my mom to buy me at Macy’s. This was finally my chance, it was the senior prom and I was going to do it. After being the observer for years I was finally going to ask him to dance. Waves of anxiety followed by self consciousness kept me paralyzed in front of the mirror. Just as I finally mustered up all of the courage needed I heard the music switch. I rushed back into the gym blinded by the gleam of the disco ball and I searched for him hoping he wasn’t already on the dance floor. Well my hopes were crushed as I saw him dancing with another girl. I tried my best to hate her, but I just wanted to be her. I had spent too long waiting and blew my only chance. I pressed my way through the lights and confetti to the punch bowl. When I looked up from filing my cup a pair of green eyes met mine. I wondered if the stranger at the bowl could sense my heartache and he must’ve because he offered me a cigarette as an escape. I hesitantly agreed and we headed to the roof of the school. There we both sat up in the crisp night air We talked about rejection and heartache and finally getting to leave this town when graduation came. It’s crazy how we went to school together for four years and never once met each other. When we returned to the gym almost half the couples had left for the evening and the DJ called out that this was the last song. The stranger from the punch bowl looked over at me and said “hey can I have this dance?” And for the first time I felt like the protagonist of my own story.
The dame's eyes glanced over the framed photo on my desk. _"You know her?"_ she asked. I lit up a cigarette, and took a long draw, letting the smoke curl up to the slowly turning ceiling fan. _"I used to."_
“Hey we are gonna go dance, will you be okay?” He asked with such a sweet innocent smile. I nod at him “yeah just go dance loser” i say with a laugh. He laughs a little and take her tonthe dance floor. So here I am. Sitting on the floor, my back against the wall and looking out over the sea of people slow dancing, smiling and having a good time. “May I sit here with you?” I look to my left and see this guy smiling at me. “Yeah, sure why not?” I reply. He smiles at me, and sits down next to me. “So, why aren’t you out there dancing?” He asks me. I shake my head and look down “well i want to but..” “But your crush is dancing with someone else...” the guy finishes the sentence for me. I nod and look at him. My crush, smiling. And i feel my heart break. “What about you?” I ask the guy. He shakes his head and replies “I don’t have a date, and no many people even wanna talk to me. So in all honesty, I don’t know why im here” I look at him and than stand up, than reach out my hand to him “how about it stranger? Care for a dance?” I ask him. He looks up at me, and smiles brightly. He stands up and takes my hand. “With a handsome guy like you? Anytime” With a smile on my fave, i lead him to the dance floor. (Im sorry if my English sucks)
"I love you" he whispered, But it wasn't in my ear, Slow dancing in the middle of the room, and slowly breaking my heart, Because it will never be me who is dancing with him, He looked into her eyes and smiled, The shine in their eyes hurt me deep down, But I faked my best smile and waved at them, Watching them fall in love, And slowly breaking apart.
“we’ll be back soon” i nodded at his words, a fake smile plastered on my face. it slipped off my face slowly as i watched them walk away together and eventually wrap their arms comfortably around one another. i inhaled sharply when i saw the smile i grew to love on his face, while he was staring at hers.his features sharp in the lights. what if that was me? why isn’t that me? he stared at her like she held the world in her hands and her the same to him. the music was now a faint sound against my empty mind. when he laughed at something she whispered to him my heart fluttered and i turned away, ashamed that my feelings wouldn’t die down. but i’m not selfish. looking at them one last time, a gentle smile danced on my face. he’s happy. don’t get in the way of things. tears watered my eyes but my smile still remains. i will them down and turn away.
There he was, beautiful as ever. This boy was hot sure but his beauty wouldn’t be described in slang words today, no never. He was just simply gorgeous. The soft blue lights reflected his breathtaking brown eyes making them look more glossier than usual. The cast of shadow on his face makes him seem mysterious, he was always the kind of guy to play around. But he knows how to love. He knows how treat me with such respect. But he wasn’t made to be mines. He was never mines. “I’m sorry” he briefly says not even looking behind him. He had bumped into me. But he never acknowledged my presence. No matter how many times I pray to God to finally let him be mine. He never heard my prayers. He would never hear my prayers. As he bumps into me he has this smile, a smile full of love. He has his eyes only on her, and only God knows how much it broke my heart to see him with her. He pulls her hand urging her to dance with him in the center of the gym I’ve always hated. But I never thought I could’ve hate it even more until now. As she smiles at him I can see the red flush in her cheeks as she places her hands around his neck and places her head on his chest swaying to the rhythmic song. He pulls her in, hands on her hip squeezing her gently till there was no space between them. As I feel this indescribable heart shattering agony I make my way outside far enough for the music to be softer but close enough to keep him in my view. As I finally am able to take my eyes off him, I realize this will be the last time. The last time that I would allow myself to love him. That after tonight he wasn’t allowed to be in any piece of my heart. But I know that’s a lie. I knew it was beautiful lie but I’d let myself be alive in this lie one last time. As I closed my eyes to the fade out tune I realized just how deeply I love him. That somewhere in an another world there was a time for him and I. Where him and I were together. I hold myself as I begin to sway far away from him. Wishing, hoping that I could be her
It’s the little things you fall in love with the most. The soft golden hairs embroidered onto his head. The small pool of green in an ocean of blue iris’s. The way he constantly smoothed down the lapels of his duck egg blue suit. It broke my heart to know that he was looking at her and falling ever deeper in love with her tiny perfections too. As they cascaded effortlessly onto the dance floor we locked eyes. My heart in sync with the beat of the music as it began to blast from the speakers overhead. My hands cold with sweat. He was so perfect. Out of nowhere I felt the warm sensation of a hand in mine and imagined what it would be like to hold his. Turning I saw my “date” looking up at me. “Mark looks happy right Brad? Shall we join them?” I feigned a smile and led her to the dance floor.
He was staring at her. His eyes were full of love and appreciation, they were sparking, his smile was full and his expression was mesmerizing. Their eyes were so close, so their mouths and their souls. They were perfect, so their elegant clothes and their touching hands. They were happily dancing and the world didn’t exist for them. They were the only one in the gym, the only think that mattered. But, it wasn’t the same for me. I was right there. My eyes, oh, my eyes were dry and full of disappointment but my fake smile tried to cover my sadness. I loved him, and I saw him dancing with the girl who he loved, and who loved him. I saw their love dancing in front to me, I saw their happiness and I felt my heart crashing. I stared at him, I whispered “i love you” just before he did the same. But it wasn’t my ear. It was hers. It was their happy ending, not mine
writing another thing bc your edits really makes me think. i finally processed what i saw last night. i saw two people never more in love. i saw you and her and you looked at her like she put the sun in the sky. while you were kissing and loving her i was looking for something a little less romantic on the dance floor i didn’t find it. instead i found the loneliness that i tried to escape from maybe i’ll jump off this roof maybe i’ll drink until i have replaced all the blood in my body with alcohol maybe i’ll smoke until every exhale conjures a puff of smoke like a sad magicians trick. or maybe. i’ll be fine. i’ll love and i’ll live.
Quick little story: I've had a crush on a guy in my class since the beginning of this year, but he was hung up on this girl. The girl ended up playing him, and a few weeks later I found out he said he wouldn't mind going to my grade eight prom with me, so I asked him to go with me. I waited three days, but finally on our school trip he said yes, and we sat together on our way back home from the trip, and I later found out that all he wanted to do was hug me and hold my hand (he's so sweet guys oh my gosh) so the day before prom, both of us got sick, and we both thought we weren't going to be able to go, but we ended up both feeling better. He helped me pick out a dress, and said how amazing it looked on me, and so we get to prom (na guy hates pictures) and he wanted to take photos, and then finally a slow song came on, he asked me to dance, showed me how, and I'm gonna take him to a carnival in a few weeks, take him on the faris wheel and ask him to finally be my boyfriend, wish me luck guys
Watching my crush dancing with someone else wondering why happiness always belongs to others and never to me, just yearning to be the one with him, the desire to feel his warmth and his smell, feeling his arms around me, being loved by him. Something I will never feel
I used to think like this, too, but life does happen and there are many other people out there that deserve you and will love you. You can just never give up. Always be open to meet other people and be okay with the fact that there will be rejection along the way, but stay resilient; get back up again no matter what. :)
I stare at him from the balcony. He takes her hand and walks to the center of the dance floor. His hands on her hips, her hands on his shoulders. They sway slowly to the music, letting it engulf the atmosphere. If only it was me. I deserved a moment like this. With him. No other people in our way. If only he hadn’t killed me.
The music rang in my ears, each note of the song caused another piece of my heart to break off. I knew from the beginning that we could never be fully together, but that doesn’t stop the pain from seeing her dance with him like everything’s okay. I watched them hold each close while swaying to the music, and I saw her laugh as he whispered sweet nothings into her ears. It wasn’t the same laugh I got when I did the same, though. It was forced and empty. I could see it in her eyes and the way her lips moved. I could see how her eyebrow didn’t get a small dimple at the top of it, how her nose didn’t crinkle up, and how she didn’t squint her eyes a little. I could see that it wasn’t a true laugh, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. Her eyes accidentally find mine through the crowd. Her smile faded and her laugh stopped, and for a brief second a faint frown settled onto her face. The moment didn’t last long, but it felt like it lasted an eternity. I knew I was the one she wanted to be dancing and laughing with, not him, but that just made it all worse. To have absolutely everything in the world and still have absolutely nothing is the worst punishment any one could ever face. I had her heart and mind, I had her attention and emotions, but he had stability that I could never give her, and I think that will always win in the end. But, none the less, I sat there through the night and watched her dance with him, knowing that, deep down, she knew I was the one she should be with.
Read the title Heard the song Instantly became a closeted gay kid in the 80’s standing at the edge of the dance floor, watching my crush dancing with the girl he likes
Myles and I were the type of friends that took baths together. Spent every second together, and if you looked at the childhood memories. He was in mine, and I was in his. We were inseparable...or so I thought. Freshman year was when it first become noticeable, the distance. I chucked it up to puberty, hormones maybe, guys were weird when it came to that stuff. So maybe Myles was just going through puberty, that's why he couldn't make it to movie nights, walk to school in the morning, or all things we would normally do. The summer before sophmore year was when he started working out, I didn't think much if it. Hell, Myles Clark sweaty and shirtless. Not something to complain about. It wasn't a crime to want to look good or be in shape. In the next few months, Myles filled his schedule and joined the basketball team. Meaning he wouldn’t have time to ‘chill’. Junior year was the worst year of them all, Nana finally made peace with the little time she had left. The only person who listened to my rambling about all the unimportant things. The service was nice, they played her favorite song and told her favorite poem. Imagine being remembered by your favorite song or poem. I guess when everyone listens to Kenny Loggins after I die they’ll think of me. Myles despite his sudden scarce presence around the house showed up. It was nice, I had my best friend back even if it was a second. Senior year was when Myles met Carla. She was beautiful, smart, and certainly not me. I always thought of him as a friend, one I really cared for but when they started dating I know my jealousy wasn't because of me being a neglected friend. I was in love with Myles, even after the wall that flew up between us I still managed to love him with every inch of my heart. Prom was something I didn't want to do, but it was something I couldn't miss. It was like a wedding for high schoolers. I didn't know what expected, truly. Myles came over two nights prior, completely broken over an argument with Carla. I swallowed every insult I had for the girl. It wasn't about me or my feelings but about Myles and his own. Yet it felt as if the universe was suddenly right again, he had his head on my lap and was playing with his hair. How did that, turn into him dancing with her. One fight between them, didn't mean they'd break up, but did the time I spent with him mending his broken heart while listening to mine shatter mean absolutely nothing. Did i mean nothing?
I couldn’t even make it through the whole song. My heart just hurt too much. The thought of this hurt too much. The reality of life hurt. I always knew that when you have a crush most of the time it’s not going to be a happy ending but this ripped the hole in my heart bigger than it ever was before. My imagination went wild and I was thinking of a future with my crush. Getting married, going on road trips, watching movies and cuddling, all the sterotypical things and this just blew my imagined future away. It ripped away my fantasy and brought me back to reality. Reality is I’ll probably never get my crush to like me back. And that’s what hurt the most.
"Hey, wanna dance?" I overhear him say to her from a table over. I stare at his outstretched hand, then at her. She was beautiful, the soft pink lights hanging in the gym ceiling reflecting on her sparkling white dress. I see her nod and take his hand, then he leads over to the dance floor. They join all the dancing couples, looking at each other with soft smiles. I look to my right, my date is saying something. "What?" I say, smiling slightly. I can still see them out of the corner of my eye. "I said, want to dance?" My date grins. The light makes his braces shine and his silver tie glow. God, I wish I was with *him*. "Oh, right. Sure," I say quietly. He grabs my hand and I grimace at his sweaty palms. While we walk over, I can't help but notice that the boy I want as a curl hanging down from his perfectly gelled hair and that his shirt is becoming untucked like it always used to do in 9th grade geometry. My date puts his hands around my waist and I blink and knit my hands around his neck, sighing. He attempts to pull me in closer, so I rest my head on his shoulder. The boy across the dance floor twirls his date in a circle then pulls her in and I sigh. But that's when it happens. Our eyes meet. His forehead glazed in a shine of sweat, probably from dancing to previous songs. He lifts a hand from her waist and drags it across his forehead and smiles. I smile back, but just as fast as it happened, it's over. His date says something and he moves his eyes to look at her. He chuckles slightly at her comment, and moves, so his back faces me. The dance ended. My date had to leave early, leaving me sitting on the bench outside until I find my friend to give me a ride home. I sigh and look at the stars, trying to find the big dipper. Suddenly, I hear his voice. I look over and he's standing there, raking his hand through his hair as his date walks away from him, anger in her step. He sees me and walks over. "You okay?" He asks me, standing in front of me. "Yes, um, my date left. I'm waiting for the dance to be over so someone can give me a ride," I say. "I can drive you home," he offers. I sit up straight, surprised at the turn of events. I can feel my cheeks heating up. "Oh, thank you!" He nods and leads me to his car. I walk behind him. His shirt more untucked than it was before. His suit jacket is off, nowhere to be seen. I wonder if he left it in the gym. The car ride is silent. We never really had any thing to talk about, even in the 9th grade. Not much had changed in that department, though it had been 3 years. When we reach my house, he springs out of the car and opens my door, then walks me to my front door. I quietly say thank you for the ride. "Of course. You know, I wanted to ask you to the dance," he adds then leans down to give me a half-hug. I blink and stand there frozen. "What??" "I've always had a bit of a crush on you, but I never wanted to say anything." "Oh, um. Thank you. I... I always liked you too." I say awkwardly, wringing my hands. "Well, I'll see you at school on Monday. Goodnight," he says, turning on his heel. I stand on my porch, staring at his back. "Goodnight."
When you’ll never be able to relate to the title because you’ll never get to experience prom because it was cancelled because of the coronavirus and you are a senior and you’re sad knowing you’ll never have that dance with that one person you love. Oh and theres a chance that graduation will be cancelled too but you’re trying to remain optimistic even though you’re senior year has gone to hell. Not that i know anything of that ahaha.
This gives me more “You’re in the bathroom dramatically crying on the floor because you saw your ex having an intimate moment with someone else during the slow dance and you realize you’re still not over him but you know he’s moved on” vibes, either way I love it, so heart wrenching
Was it easy knowing I saw you .. with her, I watched As you danced with her Not me Not ever me Why am I sad You’re not mine and never will be But it hurts To see you love and admire her Instead of me. As a tear rolls down my face I walk out of the gym And you didn’t even notice Would you even know I left? I get in the car, I’m sobbing now. I drive home that song blasting in my ears like I’m still there. Oh what a mental prison this is.
Everyday I get alone and even more alone till my heart starts pounding I lost a friend (no they did not die the moved schools) and I can't stop thinking about them
‘Though so heartbroken as I was. I was truly happy for them. The way their eyes twinkled as they looked into each others eyes. Of course it hurt. But it’s their life. Not mine. Why should I ruin that?’
Let me tell you of my true experience at prom.... I saw my crush slow dancing someone else with the song *best part* by daniel caesar. They were happy, they look like the perfect couple anyone could wish for. They're so happy that I can't bare to look at them.... Me? Well, I'm here at an empty table, all alone by myself, wishing I had headphones on to listen to *Slow dancing in the dark* by Joji. Wishing that I shouldn't have look at them in the first place, knowing deep inside me that.... The Thing that you like the most will most certainly, not be given to you...🙂 Lol. I'm such a drama queen😅 Hope my crush doesn't see this
Imagine this..... You sigh, swaying with your prom date side to side. No other choice but to go with him and not the one you truly love. Sadly The only one you truly love did not ask you. Your date turns you and you are met with the love of your life dancing with his date. He laughs and winks at you, indicating he’s having the time of his life. Him not knowing the affects his smile causes. Meanwhile you’re suffering, how can he be smiling when you aren’t there in his arms? You aren’t that girl smiling like an idiot. Rather the one who’s in love like one; Realization hits you yet again...... He doesn’t love me like that, and never will. You apologize to your date and look at your crush one last time, locking eyes for a second before you make a run for it. Opening the doors, nothing on your mind but him you run faster and faster from the gym. You hear your name being called but do not have the courage to look back, how can it possibly be him? You open the school doors now, running into the dark, feeling the cold breeze hit you and the tears streaming down your face.
YOOOO imagine Its the 80's ,the gym is lighten up by pink and purple lights.Your crush is swaying to the song with his girlfriend, then towards the end of the song his hands lowered more from her waist, he got so close to her that she kiss him,but his eyes are open and he looks into your eyes full of tears from across the gym. You begin to read his eyes and realize that he has grown feelings for you while being with another girl. . . . OK THANK YOU for reading I'm gonna go cry now.
This hits different when prom was yesterday, and you were having the time of your life until you turned around and saw him dancing romantically with one of your good friends that didn't know you liked him
LYRICS Watching every motion In my foolish lover's game On this endless ocean Finally lovers know no shame Turning and returning To some secret place inside Watching in slow motion As you turn around and say Take my breath away Take my breath away Watching I keep waiting Still anticipating love Never hesitating to become the fated ones Turning and returning To some secret place to hide Watching in slow motion As you turn to me and say Take my breath away Through the hourglass I saw you In time you slipped away When the mirror crashed I called you And turned to hear you say If only for today I am unafraid Take my breath away Take my breath away Watching every motion In this foolish lover's game Haunted by the notion Somewhere there's a love in flames Turning and returning To some secret place inside Watching in slow motion As you turn my way and say Take my breath away Take my breath away Take my breath away Take my breath away
The beam of blue and pink lights flickered and constantly shined on everyone, as they moved all around the gym room in the beat of the music. The girl dressed in the unusual, very well covered and knee length purple, sparkled dress brought her two hands to her curly and frizzy hair, trying to flatten it down. She looked down at herself and patted her dress down so there would be no wrinkles, and gave herself the courage to walk up to *him*. Her big chocolate eyes averted to her friend, she was swaying to the rhythm of the song with her boyfriend. He had whispered something to her in a monotone voice, while her best friends smile grew larger and the corners of her hazel eyes creased. The two love birds locked lips, causing the girl to just stare at them in aw. She looked away from them as she noticed the familiar and gorgeous face of her crush to walk in through the two freaky gym doors in his fancy black suit, and blue tie. He brought his hand up to his dark brown hair and swiftly ran his hand through it, effecting in it to stick up a little bit. He put his hands back down in his black pants pockets and heaved his shoulders down, a little grin placed on his face while some people gathered around him making a conversation with him. They soon slowly walked away from him, leaving him all alone and just gazing into the crowds as if to find someone. The girl got ready and silently prepped herself up, it was time. Her short black heels clicked against the glazing gym floors while she cautiously moved around couples that were dancing around her, and made her way over to him. “Hey. Nice dance huh?” He flashed her his winning smile that she fell for everytime, it was as if her knees had gone weak in that moment and she could just drop to the floor. “Yeah,” She agreed and a bright red color flushed her hot cheeks, leaving the boy to lift his perfectly shaped brows and just to let out a little laugh. “I was uh, wondering if you’d like to-“ She got interrupted while his eyes lost interest in her and rather got invested in the girl walking up to him in the blue, cleavage dress with her brunette hair that had blonde streaks through it to sway by her movements. “Baby, let’s dance. It’s my favorite song.” She put her little hand up to his arm and grabbed it, batting her eyelashes. He nodded and started to walk off with the girl pulling his arm who seemed to be his girlfriend at that time. The purple dressed girl just froze and looked down at herself, comparing herself to the other girl. The way her thighs didn’t have a gap like his girlfriends bothered her, and the way she could just careless show off her naturally thin and perfect body without trying which attracted most big guys, she despised. Her crush had his hands placed on his girlfriends hips, the two staring into each other’s eyes like they were in a deep love state. He whispered a faint, “I love you.” to the girl then placed his soft plump lips onto hers. Their lips moved in sync, then pulled away just smiling at each other. Tears brimmed the purple dressed girls eyes, as she desperately walked herself over to the table covered in drinks and a full on buffet of sugary deserts. She filled her plastic solo cup up in with the red punch that was just sitting in a huge glass bowl. She found herself a chair and plopped down into it, while downing the red punch down her throat. A single hot tear rolled down her right cheek while she harshly dropped the red cup to the gym floor. She looked back at him to now see him laughing at whatever his girlfriend said, while he glanced at the purple dressed girl once and his face dropped a little bit then he turned his attention back to the one in front of him and his eyes lit up again, and the song carried on. “Take my breathe away.”
This feels like you’re that male character in the movie and your watching your crush dance with someone else after she agreed to come with you and the music becomes muffled and your heart begins to break with every step they take. Wow OUCH
At least here in my country we don't have "proms". It would be pretty sad seeing the person you like with someone else. _Fortunately too, I'm an aromantic. Lmao._
I can imagine this scene like it’s in a movie the guy thinks he finally has a chance to talk to the girl but when he gets there he realizes she doesn’t feel the way he does and as he watches her dance he slowly zones out hoping to forget what’s unfolding before him even if just for a second
As the upbeat songs and the neon lights dimmed, I looked around the room, at my peers. I had spent 6 years surrounded by these people, and I had fond memories of my time. but the only person I was focused on finding was him. he was my best childhood friend, the person I shared my first kiss with, when we were just six. I saw him searching the crowd and quickly opened my phone, pretending to be unbothered, but actually checking my reflection. he spotted me and walked over, smoothing his suit down with his hands. he had came without a date, whereas I chose to bring my friend amy as my date. she lived out of town, but all my friends agreed she needed to come and enjoy the night with us. as he approached me, I put on my best face, opening my eyes, and pouting my lips slightly. "hey" he said, running his fingers through his hair. I looked up and got sucked into his gaze. he was never shy of eye contact. I on the other hand, hid my eyes behind my lashes, shyly letting out a hello. "I was wondering..." I looked up, straight into his eyes. this was what I had dreamed about for years. my first dance of the night and the first with him. "uh, I was wondering if you knew where amy was?? I wanted to ask her to dance." my face fell, and my heart sank into my pumps. he noticed, but stayed silent. I put on my fakest smile and tried not to cry. "she's over there, by the dj. I'm sure you could ask them to play something slow." he looked over and smiled. "thanks" he said as he walked away, not even looking in my direction as he said it. I watched as they had their conversation, and as he whispered to the dj. the song started to play and took me by surprise. our song. the song our parents played at the end of neighbourhood parties. the song we snuck away during and shared our kiss under the stars. I retreated to the wall where I could still see them, but was pretty much out of view from everyone else. there, I finally let my tears fall in silence. I watched him put his hands on her hips, as she laid her head on his chest. they looked perfect. she was prettier, and more popular than me, and she had a captivating hold over everyone. they were almost in love, at that stage where you're drifting in and out of reality and a world with just the two of them. I stood watching, seething on the inside, and upset on the outside. I heard a friendly voice approach me. "he's not worth wasting your mascara on, believe me" I looked up and was startled at the sight of a girl I had pretty much never spoken to. she had short, blonde, curled hair that framed her heart shaped face and she was wearing a black jumpsuit, a red blazer, and some red heels. "hey, I'm sorry, you didn't need to see this." I stuttered. she smiled a warm smile. "it's no problem, but are you ok?" "I will be" I looked back up at the pair on the dance floor, and she followed my gaze. she saw the couples dancing and sighed. "hey, I know this is weird, but I know a late-night ice cream place. wanna go??" I smiled for the first time in a while. "you know what, that sounds lovely" she blushed and led me out to her car. we got in and she turned on the stereo. an 80s classics station was blaring Whitney Houston. "oh, I can change it if you want." I didn't mind, so we left it on and started singing along. the drive was really nice, and didn't take long at all.when we stopped, she walked around to my door and opened it for me, extending her arm. I linked onto it and we walked in to the empty ice cream store. the decor was 60s themed, and an old woman was inside, watching a late night talk show halfheartedly. she smiled at my companion as we came in. "mi fresa! what would you like?" she opted for strawberry, to match her nick name. then the lady turned to me, and her face lit up with love. "and we can't forget your pretty friend! what would you like, dear?" I wasn't sure, but in the end I decided to go with a cone of chocolate. the other two chatted for a moment, then we said our goodbyes and walked off to the car. we sat in silence, licking up our ice creams, in fear that they would melt. once we finished, we started to talk. dreams, aspirations, hobbies, family all came into the conversation. I learned so much about her, and we could talk just like friends. After some time, we went silent again. She picked up her keys. "I should probably get you home, it's 4am." I really didn't want to go, but I knew I had to leave at some time. I looked into her brown eyes, and noticed that they had specs of green in them. I looked down her lips, and she looked up at me, bewildered. Suddenly, I don't know what came over me me. I took the leap and kissed her. She tasted of strawberries, and her kiss made me feel at home. The stereo started to play"take my breath away" and my thoughts drifted to earlier. but I didn't care anymore. that was the old me. I was new now, and better. she made me feel better. we parted lips as the song ended, and she avoided my eyes, blushing. "I'm sorry" I blurted as she drove me back. "it's fine, you don't need to be sorry, I liked that" I smiled and gave her the directions for my house. as we got there I opened my door, but something made me turn around, and hug her. "thank you, seriously" I said into her shoulder. "for everything" she hugged me for what felt like forever. except it wasn't forever, because it eventually came to an end. we broke apart, and she drove away, as I walked up the front steps, heels in hand, smiling. and I never saw her again. OK, I know the grammar isn't fully correct, and the Spanish is probably really bad, and there are heaps of spelling errors, but I had fun writing this!! so I'm gonna leave it here ♡♡
that was so close, so close. i felt that jealousy in my heart and just wanted to cry in my bed till morning, not in the corner while watching them dance.
He looked at me and hugged me tight,i smiled he whispered into my ear saying “Thank you for doing everything to me,now i’m going to dance with her thank you so much i’m happy to have a best friend like you” i tried my best to smile “It’s no problem! I would do everything for you” i said and he pulled away from hugging me “Again,Thank you so much” He said and went to her. They started dancing,i can see him smile,his smile was nothing when he was with me our favorite song was playing while he was happily dancing with her,he was happy not because of me,it’s because of her. i did everything so she could say yes to him,his my best friend so i would do everything for him. his my best friend,my partner in crime,my first love. I will always love him forever and always. Even though i will never be the one who he loves.
POV: It-s the last day of vacation, Your crush invited you to hang out at the beach with some other friends, one of his friends is a girl who he likes. During the meet up you don't' talk and just stay there as decoration while he and this girl are flirting. You decide you're not at your place, you get away but no one notices. you see a bar playing this song and you go in, he followed you and asked you why you didn't stay, you say it's fine and that he should go back with them. He does and you never see each other again, ........ sadly based on a true story
You see him across the dance floor having a great time. Both of you used to be best of friends but only now you two are distant than ever. He looks so handsome in his suit and his smile was one of the best things in this world. But he loved you at one time and you didn’t love him back. That’s why you are so distant. But know at the worst time you realize you love him. The kind of love you can’t find anywhere else. But now we aren’t really friends anymore because I was to dumb and foolish to realize his feelings. He didn’t love the girl he was dating a year ago. He loved you but now you lost your opportunity. Now you have to watch him dance and have a great time. You are so jealous and want him but no the time passed and you feel broken inside. But all you can do is watch him and see him happy without you.
A love song playing in the background, you take your shoes off just to be a little smaller than him. Feeling the dusts and trash in your feet, not showing your excitement so you can’t be busted. He’s smiling at you so you can’t help but to smile back. He guides you in the center of the dancefloor because he said he liked it. Everything was perfect. The atmosphere, your friends cheering quietly for you, the song, and of course the man you’re dancing with. But you know that you’re slowly breaking because even tho everything was falling into place, he’s smiling and excitedly telling you how he confessed to the girl he likes and she also admitted that she likes him.
I know that you'll always love her more than me. It doesn't feel fair, but I know it is for the better. After all, she gives you what I cannot- she gives you the smile you love. She changes you. She gives you a sense of worth and belonging. As much as I can try to give you that, I know I cannot. You always says that I'll find someone better than you, but it sounds like a cop-out answer. You don't want to break my heart. We call on the phone every night, our voices sing each other to sleep as we recount our day and laugh about stupid jokes. But with her, you would rather face time. You want to see her face. You want to feel her. "I want to spend every one of my waking moments with her." That is what you said to me. Every time I see your lock screen, the picture of you and her together, my heart hurts a little bit. However, I'm happy to know that you have someone who makes you feel the way you make me feel. -////
i only write poetry when something inspires me, which means i can go for forever without even thinking about writing any more. this video gave me that inspiration, for the first time in months. so thank you
And they spin their rounds Through the ballroom As my head spinns And turns to them Again and again Cause I can't take my eyes of him As much as She won't seem to Take her hands of him Forever Cause that's how long this moment felt It felt like forever Losing someone I never had
This was it. The last song playing for the night. He wasn’t expected to show up; it just happened. Being the shy, introverted guy he was, he never gave thought to showing up at his last high school prom. He only went for his best friend. And by God, she was gorgeous, being illuminated by the gold and white lights that seemed to make the room a dreamy haze. He had never seen her so beautiful, let alone on this one night. Their friendship started out to be one of those cliché ones you see at the start of romcoms and romantic films. Childhood best friends, or at least, that’s what he pictured. It wasn’t long until it carried on near the end of high school. He was scared to tell her the truth. And now he’s sitting in the bleachers, watching a crowd full of people dance in a room for their last time together. “I’m gonna tell her I love her,” He muttered to himself, mustering up every ounce of courage he could to get his ass off the metal bench and find the one he’s fallen for. He’d be able to find her in this crowded room, for she was the only one that caught his eye in any room. Then, he saw her. But she wasn’t alone. Her beautiful face was leaning against other figure, almost towering above her. Her closed eyes looked soft, almost relaxed. He saw her hands intertwined with someone almost too familiar. The one she considered her best friend. And that wasn’t him. Glossy eyes formed underneath the fluorescent lights as he made his way to the exit doors. “Yo, what are you doing? She’s over there! Go talk to her!” A hand reached out to grab his. He sighed exasperatedly. “I’m too late,” he replied, and walked out the front doors. (edit: ahhhh i love you lou! thank you for making these audios for us potatoes. makes me cry about a memory i’ve never had lol💕)
His eyes chocolate kind of brown were melting in her icy blue ones. U can tell by small smile on his lips, the way his eyes shine at the sight in front of him, how he moved a strand of her golden hair of off her pale beautiful face. U can tell that he would give her everything. As i watched them dance slowly, him holding her like she's the most fragile thing. My heart broke all over again. In tiny pieces. Her hand met his face and his eyes softened at her touch. I closed my eyes feeling so numb that I couldn't even cry. My shaky legs started moving in rhythm slowly , my eyes still closed. All I could see was him in front of me. Loving me, cherishing me like her. And at that moment I knew that the only way I can have him is in my dreams. So I dreamt.
what right did i have to feel the way i did? I smiled a smile that was weakened by my sadness. I watch them get up from their spots and move past me, hand in hand, eyes locked, nervously smiling at each other. I looked at them and felt a tear sag at my eyes. I quickly blinked to get rid of the tear and try to shudder to get rid of this feeling. They swayed on the floor with him whispering in her ear and her giggling. I look away and close my eyes. I do all i can do and hug myself tight. Because if i didn’t hug myself who would ?
He's wearing a light blue suit and has his arm around her waist. They're smiling at eachother and slowdancing in the dimly lit hall. I have trouble breathing and dig my nails into my palms to stop myself from crying. I go to the toilet and sob for minutes, I'm happy that he's happy...I'm so so...so happy... I don't deserve him, I'm not good enough.... True story... ;)
This is one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite movies... and I just can’t help but see and feel and experience Top Gun all over again like it was the first time. Cheesy and from the 80s so it wasn’t the greatest thing to ever happen nor was it revolutionary in terms of film, but it holds such a tight grip on my heart and I will never not love it.
Her head fell onto your shoulders The way you are never letting her go Is the only thing I wanted But I wish it was me instead Even when I sat there in the crowd All I can see was you The way you two looked at each other At this point in life I felt nothing is hader than watching you two So I'll just leave my dreams and hopes behind I'll carry those broken pieces of my heart Untill I find someone who can fix it
I hear this song and the Door opens back up. And the unwanted feelings come back. The tears. The choked up throat. The sinking feeling in my stomach. My knees, unable to stay steady. And my heart, feeling like it has been shattered like glass As I watch the person I am utterly , completely in love with Tenderly share Her heart with an Incel
She watched the lights shine and look in awe at the wondrousness of it all. She felt his eyes on her but didn't turn until he said, breathless, "Your eyes are so much brighter than I remember." She laughed a little, because it was a funny thing to say, especially coming from him. They look at each other momentarily, smiling. She felt heat creeping to her cheeks. "What do you mean?" He fidgeted a bit. "Well, I mean, they're full. They're so full of... you know. Everyone else's eyes are..." "Empty?" The girl finished when he lost his train of thought. "Yeah..." It was such an odd exchange, so full and frenetic, this energy between them. She was about to say something when another girl's hand slipped into the boy's and spun him in an awkward circle. He staggered in his surprise but his eyes lit up at the sight of her. "There you are!" she cried, and glanced casually to the first girl. "Mind if I borrow him?" She didn't really ask. She pulled the boy's arm toward the dancefloor. The boy was eager to follow, mouth spread in a wide grin, eyes gleaming with delight as he gazed down at his date. The first girl waved them off, smiling. Still, she sighed, this was not how it was supposed to be.
There they were, floating on the music. Hand in hand. Eyes locked as their bodies swayed. Amidst the softly lit gym I found my place at an empty table. My gaze bobbed with their subtle movements, my heart clenched with their illuminated smiles. I scoffed and turned my eyes to the ceiling, leaning my head back, crossing my arms over my chest. The thrum of the music settled in my ears and seeped into my mind. Blinking tears away, I looked once again to the dance floor. With a sunken heart, I watched as they stayed in each other's arms, even when the song had already ended.
“Go, have fun!” I nudge my best friend’s shoulder as he frowns. Begrudgingly, he grabs his date by the waist and they both start dancing in the middle of the gym, laughing and captivating everyone who saw them. But I wasn’t staring at him. I was staring at her.
And we share another glance, locking eyes for some seconds, thinking about what has happened between us. You're here with her and in those seconds I realize that we're never gonna be just friends but we're never gonna be more than that either...
I can’t remember if it was because of him, or because of her. The group I had come with went off in couples while I stood in my pretty prom dress, dolled up make up, and prim hair. There he was, that sweet smile I fell for. He held her so gently as she wrapped her arms around his neck staring deep into his eyes. I tried to imagine it was me, but... dreams were only for those who could dream the realistic. I licked my lips and made my way to the punch table. Hoping that someone spiked it by now. Filling the clear small cup, i took my sip and leaned against the bleacher watching them. I looked at the red punch. The color was the same color as her dress. She wore it so nicely. Her pretty figure, kind attitude, intelligent words, and just overall beauty. That is all that I lacked. I sniffed and felt the warm yet cool liquid fall into my hand. I groan and hurried back to the bathroom. I couldn’t bare to look at him. The study dates, the good mornings and hellos, the lunch dates. The meaningless hugs and smiles. All this effort was for nothing, except for the hope of having a prom date. I looked into the mirror and wiped my tears. I walked back out to hear the song had ended and some were walking out. “(Y/n)! Hey!” 𝘖𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, I thought. I sighed and turned with a fake smile. “Hey, what’s up?” I said. He had the biggest smile. “Nothing, you left... and I was just wondering where you were.” I frowned. ‘Why do you care so much?’ I thought. “I needed to get some air, it’s kind of stuffy.” He nods and we stand before he speaks again. “You were crying, why were you crying?” His voice is concerned but I step back. “No reason. Go back to your date. She’s probably waiting for you...” He frowns, “My friends are more important. Now tell me what happened?” “It’s nothing... really.” He stepped closer. “You can tell me.” I shake my head and look down. I feel the tears again. If I tell him now, I could risk everything. “It’s nothing. I just realized what it’s like to be heartbroken... now go on back to your date. I’ll see you in Science on Monday.” I quickly walk away so he doesn’t call me back and see the tears already falling. And he doesn’t. But I wanted him to call me back so fucking bad.
i feel like i need to let this out into the universe so here goes i guess i always imagined this was how my senior year prom would go. i was always the lonely girl in the corner wishing someone would notice her. i had accepted this, and had been waiting ever since 5th grade for prom. figured i’d go with friends. my bestfriend and i were going to go together if we didn’t have a date. now i’m finally a senior and don’t think we’ll ever get our prom due to covid. and, the guy i had liked before quarantine likes me as well :,) i’ve never had anyone show interest in me, but this song still fits the mood haha. if you’re younger, please don’t take your time for granted. don’t wait until your last year to have fun. you never know when you’ll do something for the last time, or if you’ll ever even get the chance to do it later on i love you, hope you’re having a great day
Four years of loving you amounted up to this moment. And here I am at senior prom, watching you dancing with her. I let out a shaky sigh. I don't know whst to think. Part of me daydreamed that you would notice me out of the crowd, and we'd dance the night away. I was a gift tied all neatly in a bow that would never be opened. The other half of my heart, the realist that I had supressed, didn't want to believe it. I let myself be blinded by a beautiful lie. When I was standing there, all by myself, I couldn't believe you weren't even looking in my direction. Not to mention you'd be dancing with my identical twin sister.
The dim lights were casting a soft shadow over everyone; couples are holding each other tightly in their embrace. Then there you were, sitting at the buffet table staring out into the crowd. You had a bitter smile lingering on your face as your eyes landed upon him. He was beautiful under the dim lights. Even from afar, you could see how his eyes shone with affectionate, with adoration. Swaying gently to the song, he held her closer than ever you could ever be. Your heart felt like it was a million pounds and the suffocating feeling left you feeling as heavy as ever. He whispered sweet nothings into her ears and they finally closed the distance between them, lips on each other. Your heart shattered with an indescribable pain as you see the two of them complete each other like puzzles. You wanted to cry, but you couldn't because you knew. You knew he was always just the boy you met at the park, back in the summer of 2010. That golden boy who was never yours to begin with. (hope you've enjoyed this)
Isn’t it so nostalgic that little things like these happened many years ago and seemed to matter so much only to realise no one thinks about them when they grow up. A distant memory in someone’s Mind they are.
Man, these youtube titles are getting more specific.
Vega I swear last week we were listening to like-dream a little dream while someone was being kidnapped in a basement. is this a cry for help pffffft
Hahahaha i know
Lmao
Vega LMAO
I swear there the most realistic titles ever
I was in the bathroom splashing my face with water, but carefully trying not to mess up the blush I begged my mom to buy me at Macy’s.
This was finally my chance, it was the senior prom and I was going to do it. After being the observer for years I was finally going to ask him to dance.
Waves of anxiety followed by self consciousness kept me paralyzed in front of the mirror. Just as I finally mustered up all of the courage needed I heard the music switch. I rushed back into the gym blinded by the gleam of the disco ball and I searched for him hoping he wasn’t already on the dance floor. Well my hopes were crushed as I saw him dancing with another girl. I tried my best to hate her, but I just wanted to be her.
I had spent too long waiting and blew my only chance.
I pressed my way through the lights and confetti to the punch bowl.
When I looked up from filing my cup a pair of green eyes met mine.
I wondered if the stranger at the bowl could sense my heartache and he must’ve because he offered me a cigarette as an escape.
I hesitantly agreed and we headed to the roof of the school.
There we both sat up in the crisp night air
We talked about rejection and heartache and finally getting to leave this town when graduation came.
It’s crazy how we went to school together for four years and never once met each other.
When we returned to the gym almost half the couples had left for the evening and the DJ called out that this was the last song.
The stranger from the punch bowl looked over at me and said “hey can I have this dance?”
And for the first time I felt like the protagonist of my own story.
maddy t i’ve been reading comments for the pasted half and hour and damn this one rlly hit the apot
Your story is beautiful! It gives the song a whole new perspective!
arianna stevens they’re powerful
guccidc I like your picture is that one of those BTS boys? (Sorry I’m not educated in kpop boys)
cute what happend next
I love when ppl write scenarios in the comment section
edit: wow 2.6k likes.... thanks!:D
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what about Take my breath away but you're hospitalized due to Covid-19 hehee m.ruclips.net/video/yRyvR8ZPRvM/видео.html
You are welcome 🥺
I read this right after reading one of those 😭
i was your 2500th liike
The dame's eyes glanced over the framed photo on my desk. _"You know her?"_ she asked.
I lit up a cigarette, and took a long draw, letting the smoke curl up to the slowly turning ceiling fan.
_"I used to."_
this HIT
Brooo
R/Writingprompts
Short but intensely exceptional. May I know what dame means btw?
@@pieckfinger7169 Dame is another word for a woman :)
this dug up a memory i didnt even know i had???
SAME
SAME
BRO SAME
same tho. our imaginations are powerful perhaps it created false memories 😂 a hurtful one
Oh that’s just your past life
“Hey we are gonna go dance, will you be okay?” He asked with such a sweet innocent smile. I nod at him “yeah just go dance loser” i say with a laugh.
He laughs a little and take her tonthe dance floor.
So here I am. Sitting on the floor, my back against the wall and looking out over the sea of people slow dancing, smiling and having a good time.
“May I sit here with you?”
I look to my left and see this guy smiling at me.
“Yeah, sure why not?” I reply.
He smiles at me, and sits down next to me. “So, why aren’t you out there dancing?” He asks me. I shake my head and look down “well i want to but..”
“But your crush is dancing with someone else...” the guy finishes the sentence for me. I nod and look at him. My crush, smiling. And i feel my heart break.
“What about you?” I ask the guy.
He shakes his head and replies “I don’t have a date, and no many people even wanna talk to me. So in all honesty, I don’t know why im here”
I look at him and than stand up, than reach out my hand to him “how about it stranger? Care for a dance?” I ask him.
He looks up at me, and smiles brightly. He stands up and takes my hand.
“With a handsome guy like you? Anytime”
With a smile on my fave, i lead him to the dance floor.
(Im sorry if my English sucks)
James Demitri Henckel wtf how did this not get more likes
Omg are you gae
I'm literally crying now, that was so sweet 🥺❤❤
Fuck. I'm crying.
This is amazing!
Do a random song played in an empty city during a zombie apocalypse.
L Joestar yes!
Apocalypse by cigarettes after sex
Pork Soda - Glass Animals
@@kwi_k0353 Nice idea)
oh yikes YES! or “K”
Take My Breath Away was the song my parents danced to on their first prom and the day I was made. Thank you for this!
Jessica Y. Bruh, what if someone had a crush on one of your parents and they just watched them dance together? 🤔
@@Joanofarc98181 mega oof
@@Joanofarc98181 dangg
“And the day I was made” wtf? Why did they tell you that? JAJAJA
@@denissm.2967 right >.
"I love you" he whispered,
But it wasn't in my ear,
Slow dancing in the middle of the room, and slowly breaking my heart,
Because it will never be me who is dancing with him,
He looked into her eyes and smiled,
The shine in their eyes hurt me deep down,
But I faked my best smile
and waved at them,
Watching them fall in love,
And slowly breaking apart.
Damn....I fucking felt this
now im sad tnx
I cry ):
I felt this, ohhhhh sheeeeeeet
Fuck I felt my throat choke in the sadness
“we’ll be back soon” i nodded at his words, a fake smile plastered on my face.
it slipped off my face slowly as i watched them walk away together and eventually wrap their arms comfortably around one another.
i inhaled sharply when i saw the smile i grew to love on his face, while he was staring at hers.his features sharp in the lights.
what if that was me? why isn’t that me?
he stared at her like she held the world in her hands and her the same to him.
the music was now a faint sound against my empty mind.
when he laughed at something she whispered to him my heart fluttered and i turned away, ashamed that my feelings wouldn’t die down. but i’m not selfish.
looking at them one last time, a gentle smile danced on my face. he’s happy. don’t get in the way of things. tears watered my eyes but my smile still remains.
i will them down and turn away.
Random Person on the Internet the fact that this happened to me makes it sting worse ouch
take my breath away but you're choking on a candy cane while recording a vine
aliyah racal all these sad comments and I see this. Ahahahahahaha love this
I know what you're referencing 😂😂
your feels I fucking love this
IM SUPPOSED TO BE SAD STOP MAKING MEEE LAAAUUGHH😂😂😂
this comment is art
There he was, beautiful as ever. This boy was hot sure but his beauty wouldn’t be described in slang words today, no never. He was just simply gorgeous. The soft blue lights reflected his breathtaking brown eyes making them look more glossier than usual. The cast of shadow on his face makes him seem mysterious, he was always the kind of guy to play around. But he knows how to love. He knows how treat me with such respect. But he wasn’t made to be mines. He was never mines.
“I’m sorry” he briefly says not even looking behind him.
He had bumped into me.
But he never acknowledged my presence.
No matter how many times I pray to God to finally let him be mine. He never heard my prayers. He would never hear my prayers.
As he bumps into me he has this smile, a smile full of love. He has his eyes only on her, and only God knows how much it broke my heart to see him with her.
He pulls her hand urging her to dance with him in the center of the gym I’ve always hated. But I never thought I could’ve hate it even more until now.
As she smiles at him I can see the red flush in her cheeks as she places her hands around his neck and places her head on his chest swaying to the rhythmic song. He pulls her in, hands on her hip squeezing her gently till there was no space between them.
As I feel this indescribable heart shattering agony I make my way outside far enough for the music to be softer but close enough to keep him in my view. As I finally am able to take my eyes off him, I realize this will be the last time. The last time that I would allow myself to love him. That after tonight he wasn’t allowed to be in any piece of my heart. But I know that’s a lie. I knew it was beautiful lie but I’d let myself be alive in this lie one last time.
As I closed my eyes to the fade out tune I realized just how deeply I love him. That somewhere in an another world there was a time for him and I. Where him and I were together. I hold myself as I begin to sway far away from him. Wishing, hoping that I could be her
This is so good!
My Jams aw thank you
*literally* made me *cry* at 9:31pm
Me while studying and reading this random imagine.
i-
M-my lil heart feels crushed 🥺
It’s the little things you fall in love with the most. The soft golden hairs embroidered onto his head. The small pool of green in an ocean of blue iris’s. The way he constantly smoothed down the lapels of his duck egg blue suit. It broke my heart to know that he was looking at her and falling ever deeper in love with her tiny perfections too.
As they cascaded effortlessly onto the dance floor we locked eyes. My heart in sync with the beat of the music as it began to blast from the speakers overhead. My hands cold with sweat. He was so perfect.
Out of nowhere I felt the warm sensation of a hand in mine and imagined what it would be like to hold his. Turning I saw my “date” looking up at me.
“Mark looks happy right Brad? Shall we join them?”
I feigned a smile and led her to the dance floor.
the ending took a turn that i didn’t expect but loved anyways
This was posted during Pride month. Happy Pride you beautiful people. 💋💙💚💛💜
I-I need this to be a book
my heart hurts
For a sec I thought this was about me...and I cried
i’m imagining the scene omg, so saaaad :((
stussmay what scene ? Top Gun ? Don't tell me That scene came to ur mind.
Back to the Future scene its actually a happy ending
@@taduc2989 That scene is a classic. Tom Cruise and that Air force chick doin it.
i dont have to imagine it, just remember it
Jorge Sariñena same :(
He was staring at her.
His eyes were full of love and appreciation, they were sparking, his smile was full and his expression was mesmerizing.
Their eyes were so close, so their mouths and their souls. They were perfect, so their elegant clothes and their touching hands.
They were happily dancing and the world didn’t exist for them. They were the only one in the gym, the only think that mattered.
But, it wasn’t the same for me.
I was right there.
My eyes, oh, my eyes were dry and full of disappointment but my fake smile tried to cover my sadness.
I loved him, and I saw him dancing with the girl who he loved, and who loved him. I saw their love dancing in front to me, I saw their happiness and I felt my heart crashing.
I stared at him, I whispered “i love you” just before he did the same. But it wasn’t my ear.
It was hers.
It was their happy ending, not mine
(Sorry, I’m not English and my grammar isn’t perfect but I’ve tried lol)
This is so inderrated
writing another thing bc your edits really makes me think.
i finally processed what i saw last night.
i saw two people never more in love.
i saw you and her
and you looked at her like she put the sun in the sky.
while you were kissing and loving her
i was looking for something a little less romantic on the dance floor
i didn’t find it.
instead i found the loneliness that i tried to escape from
maybe i’ll jump off this roof
maybe i’ll drink until i have replaced all the blood in my body with alcohol
maybe i’ll smoke until every exhale conjures a puff of smoke like a sad magicians trick.
or maybe.
i’ll be fine.
i’ll love and i’ll live.
That is so beautiful,literally me...
That's beautiful, keep doing what you're doing, you're good at it
Magic Shop thank you ❤️
Ariana Potorski thank you so much
Quick little story:
I've had a crush on a guy in my class since the beginning of this year, but he was hung up on this girl. The girl ended up playing him, and a few weeks later I found out he said he wouldn't mind going to my grade eight prom with me, so I asked him to go with me. I waited three days, but finally on our school trip he said yes, and we sat together on our way back home from the trip, and I later found out that all he wanted to do was hug me and hold my hand (he's so sweet guys oh my gosh) so the day before prom, both of us got sick, and we both thought we weren't going to be able to go, but we ended up both feeling better. He helped me pick out a dress, and said how amazing it looked on me, and so we get to prom (na guy hates pictures) and he wanted to take photos, and then finally a slow song came on, he asked me to dance, showed me how, and I'm gonna take him to a carnival in a few weeks, take him on the faris wheel and ask him to finally be my boyfriend, wish me luck guys
Bridget Ceilidh
How did it go?!! I’m so excited.
@@angel-md8ge so amazing!!! He's been my boyfriend for almost two months and I'm so happy!
i hope u guys r still together
Bridget Ceilidh u guys still together?
we need an update!!
Watching my crush dancing with someone else wondering why happiness always belongs to others and never to me, just yearning to be the one with him, the desire to feel his warmth and his smell, feeling his arms around me, being loved by him. Something I will never feel
i love you
@@celestteth3loser512 I love you too 💓
I got goosebumps reading that oof
I used to think like this, too, but life does happen and there are many other people out there that deserve you and will love you. You can just never give up. Always be open to meet other people and be okay with the fact that there will be rejection along the way, but stay resilient; get back up again no matter what. :)
Sigh same..but I at the same time I don't wantthese things bc they scare me. ;-;
I stare at him from the balcony. He takes her hand and walks to the center of the dance floor. His hands on her hips, her hands on his shoulders. They sway slowly to the music, letting it engulf the atmosphere.
If only it was me. I deserved a moment like this. With him. No other people in our way.
If only he hadn’t killed me.
The up theme tune but your looking at old pics of ex friends
Crybaby Girl yes
Stop this hurts me
o god please no
i need this
Ok cool now I'm crying
The music rang in my ears, each note of the song caused another piece of my heart to break off.
I knew from the beginning that we could never be fully together, but that doesn’t stop the pain from seeing her dance with him like everything’s okay. I watched them hold each close while swaying to the music, and I saw her laugh as he whispered sweet nothings into her ears.
It wasn’t the same laugh I got when I did the same, though. It was forced and empty. I could see it in her eyes and the way her lips moved. I could see how her eyebrow didn’t get a small dimple at the top of it, how her nose didn’t crinkle up, and how she didn’t squint her eyes a little. I could see that it wasn’t a true laugh, but that didn’t make it hurt any less.
Her eyes accidentally find mine through the crowd. Her smile faded and her laugh stopped, and for a brief second a faint frown settled onto her face. The moment didn’t last long, but it felt like it lasted an eternity. I knew I was the one she wanted to be dancing and laughing with, not him, but that just made it all worse. To have absolutely everything in the world and still have absolutely nothing is the worst punishment any one could ever face. I had her heart and mind, I had her attention and emotions, but he had stability that I could never give her, and I think that will always win in the end.
But, none the less, I sat there through the night and watched her dance with him, knowing that, deep down, she knew I was the one she should be with.
Read the title
Heard the song
Instantly became a closeted gay kid in the 80’s standing at the edge of the dance floor, watching my crush dancing with the girl he likes
this is literally how imagined it.
Donutsandmusicaltheatre areamazing was this ghost written by will byers
SPECIFIC
meeee lmao
are you will Byers?
Myles and I were the type of friends that took baths together. Spent every second together, and if you looked at the childhood memories. He was in mine, and I was in his. We were inseparable...or so I thought.
Freshman year was when it first become noticeable, the distance. I chucked it up to puberty, hormones maybe, guys were weird when it came to that stuff. So maybe Myles was just going through puberty, that's why he couldn't make it to movie nights, walk to school in the morning, or all things we would normally do.
The summer before sophmore year was when he started working out, I didn't think much if it. Hell, Myles Clark sweaty and shirtless. Not something to complain about. It wasn't a crime to want to look good or be in shape. In the next few months, Myles filled his schedule and joined the basketball team. Meaning he wouldn’t have time to ‘chill’.
Junior year was the worst year of them all, Nana finally made peace with the little time she had left. The only person who listened to my rambling about all the unimportant things. The service was nice, they played her favorite song and told her favorite poem. Imagine being remembered by your favorite song or poem. I guess when everyone listens to Kenny Loggins after I die they’ll think of me. Myles despite his sudden scarce presence around the house showed up. It was nice, I had my best friend back even if it was a second.
Senior year was when Myles met Carla. She was beautiful, smart, and certainly not me. I always thought of him as a friend, one I really cared for but when they started dating I know my jealousy wasn't because of me being a neglected friend. I was in love with Myles, even after the wall that flew up between us I still managed to love him with every inch of my heart.
Prom was something I didn't want to do, but it was something I couldn't miss. It was like a wedding for high schoolers. I didn't know what expected, truly. Myles came over two nights prior, completely broken over an argument with Carla. I swallowed every insult I had for the girl. It wasn't about me or my feelings but about Myles and his own. Yet it felt as if the universe was suddenly right again, he had his head on my lap and was playing with his hair. How did that, turn into him dancing with her. One fight between them, didn't mean they'd break up, but did the time I spent with him mending his broken heart while listening to mine shatter mean absolutely nothing. Did i mean nothing?
this fucked me up
this is incredible
Just dont understand how you manage to make such vivid images for us, feels like I'm watching a movie x
I couldn’t even make it through the whole song. My heart just hurt too much. The thought of this hurt too much. The reality of life hurt. I always knew that when you have a crush most of the time it’s not going to be a happy ending but this ripped the hole in my heart bigger than it ever was before. My imagination went wild and I was thinking of a future with my crush. Getting married, going on road trips, watching movies and cuddling, all the sterotypical things and this just blew my imagined future away. It ripped away my fantasy and brought me back to reality. Reality is I’ll probably never get my crush to like me back. And that’s what hurt the most.
I wish i were a teenager in the 80s 😔
Same!
But you’re in here now and you could get the best of both words
omg exactly what I've been thinking about the other day
If you are a straight white men yes, if not, I don’t you would like to
@S l a h v e d Weren't those the 60s
"Hey, wanna dance?" I overhear him say to her from a table over. I stare at his outstretched hand, then at her. She was beautiful, the soft pink lights hanging in the gym ceiling reflecting on her sparkling white dress. I see her nod and take his hand, then he leads over to the dance floor. They join all the dancing couples, looking at each other with soft smiles. I look to my right, my date is saying something.
"What?" I say, smiling slightly. I can still see them out of the corner of my eye.
"I said, want to dance?" My date grins. The light makes his braces shine and his silver tie glow. God, I wish I was with *him*.
"Oh, right. Sure," I say quietly. He grabs my hand and I grimace at his sweaty palms. While we walk over, I can't help but notice that the boy I want as a curl hanging down from his perfectly gelled hair and that his shirt is becoming untucked like it always used to do in 9th grade geometry. My date puts his hands around my waist and I blink and knit my hands around his neck, sighing. He attempts to pull me in closer, so I rest my head on his shoulder. The boy across the dance floor twirls his date in a circle then pulls her in and I sigh. But that's when it happens.
Our eyes meet. His forehead glazed in a shine of sweat, probably from dancing to previous songs. He lifts a hand from her waist and drags it across his forehead and smiles. I smile back, but just as fast as it happened, it's over. His date says something and he moves his eyes to look at her. He chuckles slightly at her comment, and moves, so his back faces me.
The dance ended. My date had to leave early, leaving me sitting on the bench outside until I find my friend to give me a ride home. I sigh and look at the stars, trying to find the big dipper. Suddenly, I hear his voice. I look over and he's standing there, raking his hand through his hair as his date walks away from him, anger in her step. He sees me and walks over.
"You okay?" He asks me, standing in front of me.
"Yes, um, my date left. I'm waiting for the dance to be over so someone can give me a ride," I say.
"I can drive you home," he offers. I sit up straight, surprised at the turn of events. I can feel my cheeks heating up.
"Oh, thank you!" He nods and leads me to his car. I walk behind him. His shirt more untucked than it was before. His suit jacket is off, nowhere to be seen. I wonder if he left it in the gym.
The car ride is silent. We never really had any thing to talk about, even in the 9th grade. Not much had changed in that department, though it had been 3 years. When we reach my house, he springs out of the car and opens my door, then walks me to my front door. I quietly say thank you for the ride.
"Of course. You know, I wanted to ask you to the dance," he adds then leans down to give me a half-hug. I blink and stand there frozen.
"What??"
"I've always had a bit of a crush on you, but I never wanted to say anything."
"Oh, um. Thank you. I... I always liked you too." I say awkwardly, wringing my hands.
"Well, I'll see you at school on Monday. Goodnight," he says, turning on his heel. I stand on my porch, staring at his back.
"Goodnight."
Idontwannabeuanymore by Billie as you stare in the mirror crying
Can’t help falling in love by Elvis as you’re running from the alter
love the elvis Presley one ❤
Um...yes!
Sign me up
both of these are genius
the elvis one wtf 🥰😍
When you’ll never be able to relate to the title because you’ll never get to experience prom because it was cancelled because of the coronavirus and you are a senior and you’re sad knowing you’ll never have that dance with that one person you love. Oh and theres a chance that graduation will be cancelled too but you’re trying to remain optimistic even though you’re senior year has gone to hell. Not that i know anything of that ahaha.
Hey I’m so sorry. Remember that God has a plan for all of us and He would NEVER put us through something we couldn’t handle!
felt.
@@oliviagrace6914 he does. he did. he always will.
Imagine living in a country where prom isnt even a thing :)
I'm genuinely depressed now because I imagined myself in this situation and that hUrt
This gives me more “You’re in the bathroom dramatically crying on the floor because you saw your ex having an intimate moment with someone else during the slow dance and you realize you’re still not over him but you know he’s moved on” vibes, either way I love it, so heart wrenching
the people that disliked this song had this experience
This edits make me travel to different universes. Such an inspiration for writing!
When you thought you couldn’t possibly get any sadder
RUclips : hey listen to this
I know right?
Yeah thats what I was thinking too
Was it easy knowing I saw you .. with her,
I watched
As you danced with her
Not me
Not ever me
Why am I sad
You’re not mine and never will be
But it hurts
To see you love and admire her
Instead of me.
As a tear rolls down my face
I walk out of the gym
And you didn’t even notice
Would you even know I left?
I get in the car,
I’m sobbing now.
I drive home that song blasting in my ears like I’m still there.
Oh what a mental prison this is.
i feel lonely now
yeet yeet me too
Everyday I get alone and even more alone till my heart starts pounding I lost a friend (no they did not die the moved schools) and I can't stop thinking about them
yeet yeet me2
zorvic08 omg i feel you like same i’m starting to get worse everyday but like be strong
I'm used to that already but i still feel lonely af
‘Though so heartbroken as I was. I was truly happy for them.
The way their eyes twinkled as they looked into each others eyes. Of course it hurt. But it’s their life.
Not mine.
Why should I ruin that?’
*Remembers Glee prom and starts to cry in a corner*
ADL same
Let me tell you of my true experience at prom....
I saw my crush slow dancing someone else with the song *best part* by daniel caesar. They were happy, they look like the perfect couple anyone could wish for. They're so happy that I can't bare to look at them....
Me?
Well, I'm here at an empty table, all alone by myself, wishing I had headphones on to listen to *Slow dancing in the dark* by Joji. Wishing that I shouldn't have look at them in the first place, knowing deep inside me that.... The Thing that you like the most will most certainly, not be given to you...🙂
Lol. I'm such a drama queen😅
Hope my crush doesn't see this
Hope everything is getting better for you now
somebody else by the 1975 but you’re watching them be with someone else
Imagine this.....
You sigh, swaying with your prom date side to side. No other choice but to go with him and not the one you truly love. Sadly The only one you truly love did not ask you.
Your date turns you and you are met with the love of your life dancing with his date. He laughs and winks at you, indicating he’s having the time of his life. Him not knowing the affects his smile causes.
Meanwhile you’re suffering, how can he be smiling when you aren’t there in his arms? You aren’t that girl smiling like an idiot. Rather the one who’s in love like one;
Realization hits you yet again......
He doesn’t love me like that, and never will.
You apologize to your date and look at your crush one last time, locking eyes for a second before you make a run for it.
Opening the doors, nothing on your mind but him you run faster and faster from the gym.
You hear your name being called but do not have the courage to look back, how can it possibly be him?
You open the school doors now, running into the dark, feeling the cold breeze hit you and the tears streaming down your face.
YOOOO
imagine
Its the 80's ,the gym is lighten up by pink and purple lights.Your crush is swaying to the song with his girlfriend, then towards the end of the song his hands lowered more from her waist, he got so close to her that she kiss him,but his eyes are open and he looks into your eyes full of tears from across the gym. You begin to read his eyes and realize that he has grown feelings for you while being with another girl.
.
.
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OK THANK YOU for reading I'm gonna go cry now.
Bruh why do I read the comments knowing my heart is going to hurt after?
It's the love never set free.
ohmygod
This hits different when prom was yesterday, and you were having the time of your life until you turned around and saw him dancing romantically with one of your good friends that didn't know you liked him
LYRICS
Watching every motion
In my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating to become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place to hide
Watching in slow motion
As you turn to me and say
Take my breath away
Through the hourglass I saw you
In time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you
And turned to hear you say
If only for today
I am unafraid
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching every motion
In this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion
Somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn my way and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
The beam of blue and pink lights flickered and constantly shined on everyone, as they moved all around the gym room in the beat of the music. The girl dressed in the unusual, very well covered and knee length purple, sparkled dress brought her two hands to her curly and frizzy hair, trying to flatten it down. She looked down at herself and patted her dress down so there would be no wrinkles, and gave herself the courage to walk up to *him*. Her big chocolate eyes averted to her friend, she was swaying to the rhythm of the song with her boyfriend. He had whispered something to her in a monotone voice, while her best friends smile grew larger and the corners of her hazel eyes creased.
The two love birds locked lips, causing the girl to just stare at them in aw. She looked away from them as she noticed the familiar and gorgeous face of her crush to walk in through the two freaky gym doors in his fancy black suit, and blue tie. He brought his hand up to his dark brown hair and swiftly ran his hand through it, effecting in it to stick up a little bit. He put his hands back down in his black pants pockets and heaved his shoulders down, a little grin placed on his face while some people gathered around him making a conversation with him.
They soon slowly walked away from him, leaving him all alone and just gazing into the crowds as if to find someone. The girl got ready and silently prepped herself up, it was time. Her short black heels clicked against the glazing gym floors while she cautiously moved around couples that were dancing around her, and made her way over to him.
“Hey. Nice dance huh?” He flashed her his winning smile that she fell for everytime, it was as if her knees had gone weak in that moment and she could just drop to the floor. “Yeah,” She agreed and a bright red color flushed her hot cheeks, leaving the boy to lift his perfectly shaped brows and just to let out a little laugh.
“I was uh, wondering if you’d like to-“ She got interrupted while his eyes lost interest in her and rather got invested in the girl walking up to him in the blue, cleavage dress with her brunette hair that had blonde streaks through it to sway by her movements. “Baby, let’s dance. It’s my favorite song.” She put her little hand up to his arm and grabbed it, batting her eyelashes. He nodded and started to walk off with the girl pulling his arm who seemed to be his girlfriend at that time. The purple dressed girl just froze and looked down at herself, comparing herself to the other girl. The way her thighs didn’t have a gap like his girlfriends bothered her, and the way she could just careless show off her naturally thin and perfect body without trying which attracted most big guys, she despised.
Her crush had his hands placed on his girlfriends hips, the two staring into each other’s eyes like they were in a deep love state. He whispered a faint, “I love you.” to the girl then placed his soft plump lips onto hers. Their lips moved in sync, then pulled away just smiling at each other.
Tears brimmed the purple dressed girls eyes, as she desperately walked herself over to the table covered in drinks and a full on buffet of sugary deserts. She filled her plastic solo cup up in with the red punch that was just sitting in a huge glass bowl. She found herself a chair and plopped down into it, while downing the red punch down her throat. A single hot tear rolled down her right cheek while she harshly dropped the red cup to the gym floor. She looked back at him to now see him laughing at whatever his girlfriend said, while he glanced at the purple dressed girl once and his face dropped a little bit then he turned his attention back to the one in front of him and his eyes lit up again, and the song carried on. “Take my breathe away.”
funny how this came out when my prom is in 3 days and my crush has a gf, broke my heart a little more. keep up the good content tho :).
Teea Florea you’ll do great queen💓
Broke my heart too lol I wish he would have picked me but no, not enough
Lovely Love You are enough! It’s his loss babydoll not yours
Teea Florea gurl all the best!!! Don’t let it ruin your night !!! I know it’s hard sis I know,have fun w yo girls tho 💞💞💞
well, how was prom? :)
This feels like you’re that male character in the movie and your watching your crush dance with someone else after she agreed to come with you and the music becomes muffled and your heart begins to break with every step they take. Wow OUCH
But only im sitting on a chair with a crazed smile
Mechanized Fruit a mood
At least here in my country we don't have "proms". It would be pretty sad seeing the person you like with someone else.
_Fortunately too, I'm an aromantic. Lmao._
I can imagine this scene like it’s in a movie the guy thinks he finally has a chance to talk to the girl but when he gets there he realizes she doesn’t feel the way he does and as he watches her dance he slowly zones out hoping to forget what’s unfolding before him even if just for a second
As the upbeat songs and the neon lights dimmed, I looked around the room, at my peers. I had spent 6 years surrounded by these people, and I had fond memories of my time. but the only person I was focused on finding was him.
he was my best childhood friend, the person I shared my first kiss with, when we were just six.
I saw him searching the crowd and quickly opened my phone, pretending to be unbothered, but actually checking my reflection. he spotted me and walked over, smoothing his suit down with his hands. he had came without a date, whereas I chose to bring my friend amy as my date. she lived out of town, but all my friends agreed she needed to come and enjoy the night with us.
as he approached me, I put on my best face, opening my eyes, and pouting my lips slightly.
"hey" he said, running his fingers through his hair.
I looked up and got sucked into his gaze. he was never shy of eye contact. I on the other hand, hid my eyes behind my lashes, shyly letting out a hello.
"I was wondering..."
I looked up, straight into his eyes. this was what I had dreamed about for years. my first dance of the night and the first with him.
"uh, I was wondering if you knew where amy was?? I wanted to ask her to dance."
my face fell, and my heart sank into my pumps. he noticed, but stayed silent. I put on my fakest smile and tried not to cry.
"she's over there, by the dj. I'm sure you could ask them to play something slow."
he looked over and smiled.
"thanks" he said as he walked away, not even looking in my direction as he said it.
I watched as they had their conversation, and as he whispered to the dj. the song started to play and took me by surprise.
our song. the song our parents played at the end of neighbourhood parties. the song we snuck away during and shared our kiss under the stars.
I retreated to the wall where I could still see them, but was pretty much out of view from everyone else. there, I finally let my tears fall in silence. I watched him put his hands on her hips, as she laid her head on his chest. they looked perfect. she was prettier, and more popular than me, and she had a captivating hold over everyone. they were almost in love, at that stage where you're drifting in and out of reality and a world with just the two of them.
I stood watching, seething on the inside, and upset on the outside. I heard a friendly voice approach me.
"he's not worth wasting your mascara on, believe me"
I looked up and was startled at the sight of a girl I had pretty much never spoken to. she had short, blonde, curled hair that framed her heart shaped face and she was wearing a black jumpsuit, a red blazer, and some red heels.
"hey, I'm sorry, you didn't need to see this." I stuttered.
she smiled a warm smile. "it's no problem, but are you ok?"
"I will be" I looked back up at the pair on the dance floor, and she followed my gaze. she saw the couples dancing and sighed.
"hey, I know this is weird, but I know a late-night ice cream place. wanna go??"
I smiled for the first time in a while.
"you know what, that sounds lovely"
she blushed and led me out to her car. we got in and she turned on the stereo. an 80s classics station was blaring Whitney Houston.
"oh, I can change it if you want."
I didn't mind, so we left it on and started singing along. the drive was really nice, and didn't take long at all.when we stopped, she walked around to my door and opened it for me, extending her arm. I linked onto it and we walked in to the empty ice cream store.
the decor was 60s themed, and an old woman was inside, watching a late night talk show halfheartedly. she smiled at my companion as we came in.
"mi fresa! what would you like?"
she opted for strawberry, to match her nick name. then the lady turned to me, and her face lit up with love.
"and we can't forget your pretty friend! what would you like, dear?"
I wasn't sure, but in the end I decided to go with a cone of chocolate.
the other two chatted for a moment, then we said our goodbyes and walked off to the car. we sat in silence, licking up our ice creams, in fear that they would melt. once we finished, we started to talk. dreams, aspirations, hobbies, family all came into the conversation. I learned so much about her, and we could talk just like friends. After some time, we went silent again. She picked up her keys.
"I should probably get you home, it's 4am."
I really didn't want to go, but I knew I had to leave at some time. I looked into her brown eyes, and noticed that they had specs of green in them.
I looked down her lips, and she looked up at me, bewildered. Suddenly, I don't know what came over me me. I took the leap and kissed her. She tasted of strawberries, and her kiss made me feel at home. The stereo started to play"take my breath away" and my thoughts drifted to earlier. but I didn't care anymore. that was the old me. I was new now, and better. she made me feel better. we parted lips as the song ended, and she avoided my eyes, blushing.
"I'm sorry" I blurted as she drove me back.
"it's fine, you don't need to be sorry, I liked that"
I smiled and gave her the directions for my house. as we got there I opened my door, but something made me turn around, and hug her.
"thank you, seriously" I said into her shoulder. "for everything"
she hugged me for what felt like forever. except it wasn't forever, because it eventually came to an end. we broke apart, and she drove away, as I walked up the front steps, heels in hand, smiling. and I never saw her again.
OK, I know the grammar isn't fully correct, and the Spanish is probably really bad, and there are heaps of spelling errors, but I had fun writing this!! so I'm gonna leave it here ♡♡
are you kidding that was incredible
@@lexies.970 awh thankyou 💗💗
Never saw her again?? Nooo they better see each other again😭
@@bubbleguppy6715 awhhh i know ahaha 😢😢😢 this makes me so happy, thank you for actually reading this!!
that was amazing!!! finally a comment about two girls
I- Highkey relatable... I thank you so much for making these, seriously ❤️ ❤️ ❤️. Please continue making these
These are so inspiring and actually help getting over my writer's block. Thanks.
Take my breath away but your all alone crying in the corner of prom and a ghost is comforting you.
Notice this comment
As a Naval Aviator who’s also a sad boi.... this hits differently
this literally happened to me.
Bella Murphree me toooo
Me too. Except I didn’t go to prom because I’m a freshman. But I still knew what was happening. Ugh I cry
Bella Murphree almost same but very very very similar
Bella Murphree me2 but the crush is my bf and i couldn’t go to the prom coz im younger than him about one year
Same. Wasn't too bad, surprisingly.
This makes me feel sad and peaceful at the same time.
Many people try to cash off songs by adding a damn sound effects over them but you actually genuinely add value :)
that was so close, so close. i felt that jealousy in my heart and just wanted to cry in my bed till morning, not in the corner while watching them dance.
im changing the comment so the replies dont make sense
Oof tf lol
Pumped up kicks
@@ziggy624 lol
i would actually laugh the whole video and i'm not sure how i feel about that
Oh my god yes
He looked at me and hugged me tight,i smiled he whispered into my ear saying “Thank you for doing everything to me,now i’m going to dance with her thank you so much i’m happy to have a best friend like you” i tried my best to smile “It’s no problem! I would do everything for you” i said and he pulled away from hugging me “Again,Thank you so much” He said and went to her.
They started dancing,i can see him smile,his smile was nothing when he was with me our favorite song was playing while he was happily dancing with her,he was happy not because of me,it’s because of her.
i did everything so she could say yes to him,his my best friend so i would do everything for him.
his my best friend,my partner in crime,my first love.
I will always love him forever and always.
Even though i will never be the one who he loves.
First, its 4 am and i love you!
I love you too
Klee Whitlow its actually 4am here in Malaysia. Lots of love for you ❤️
POV: It-s the last day of vacation, Your crush invited you to hang out at the beach with some other friends, one of his friends is a girl who he likes. During the meet up you don't' talk and just stay there as decoration while he and this girl are flirting. You decide you're not at your place, you get away but no one notices. you see a bar playing this song and you go in, he followed you and asked you why you didn't stay, you say it's fine and that he should go back with them. He does and you never see each other again,
........
sadly based on a true story
😢 this is so bad..
this is hands down my favorite one you’ve done. the music fits that scene so perfectly
You see him across the dance floor having a great time.
Both of you used to be best of friends but only now you two are distant than ever. He looks so handsome in his suit and his smile was one of the best things in this world. But he loved you at one time and you didn’t love him back. That’s why you are so distant. But know at the worst time you realize you love him. The kind of love you can’t find anywhere else. But now we aren’t really friends anymore because I was to dumb and foolish to realize his feelings. He didn’t love the girl he was dating a year ago. He loved you but now you lost your opportunity. Now you have to watch him dance and have a great time. You are so jealous and want him but no the time passed and you feel broken inside. But all you can do is watch him and see him happy without you.
THANK YOU! This is what I needed rn. Gives me so many emotions😍😭
A love song playing in the background, you take your shoes off just to be a little smaller than him. Feeling the dusts and trash in your feet, not showing your excitement so you can’t be busted. He’s smiling at you so you can’t help but to smile back. He guides you in the center of the dancefloor because he said he liked it. Everything was perfect. The atmosphere, your friends cheering quietly for you, the song, and of course the man you’re dancing with. But you know that you’re slowly breaking because even tho everything was falling into place, he’s smiling and excitedly telling you how he confessed to the girl he likes and she also admitted that she likes him.
I know that you'll always love her more than me.
It doesn't feel fair, but I know it is for the better.
After all, she gives you what I cannot- she gives you the smile you love. She changes you. She gives you a sense of worth and belonging.
As much as I can try to give you that, I know I cannot. You always says that I'll find someone better than you, but it sounds like a cop-out answer.
You don't want to break my heart.
We call on the phone every night, our voices sing each other to sleep as we recount our day and laugh about stupid jokes.
But with her, you would rather face time. You want to see her face. You want to feel her.
"I want to spend every one of my waking moments with her." That is what you said to me.
Every time I see your lock screen, the picture of you and her together, my heart hurts a little bit.
However, I'm happy to know that you have someone who makes you feel the way you make me feel.
-////
i only write poetry when something inspires me, which means i can go for forever without even thinking about writing any more. this video gave me that inspiration, for the first time in months. so thank you
And they spin their rounds
Through the ballroom
As my head spinns
And turns to them
Again and again
Cause I can't take my eyes of him
As much as
She won't seem to
Take her hands of him
Forever
Cause that's how long this moment felt
It felt like forever
Losing someone
I never had
i went to her concert and she sounds the exact same. her vocals are still amazing after like 40 years
this is some stuff that would happen to me
This was it.
The last song playing for the night. He wasn’t expected to show up; it just happened.
Being the shy, introverted guy he was, he never gave thought to showing up at his last high school prom.
He only went for his best friend. And by God, she was gorgeous, being illuminated by the gold and white lights that seemed to make the room a dreamy haze. He had never seen her so beautiful, let alone on this one night.
Their friendship started out to be one of those cliché ones you see at the start of romcoms and romantic films. Childhood best friends, or at least, that’s what he pictured. It wasn’t long until it carried on near the end of high school.
He was scared to tell her the truth.
And now he’s sitting in the bleachers, watching a crowd full of people dance in a room for their last time together.
“I’m gonna tell her I love her,” He muttered to himself, mustering up every ounce of courage he could to get his ass off the metal bench and find the one he’s fallen for. He’d be able to find her in this crowded room, for she was the only one that caught his eye in any room.
Then, he saw her. But she wasn’t alone. Her beautiful face was leaning against other figure, almost towering above her. Her closed eyes looked soft, almost relaxed. He saw her hands intertwined with someone almost too familiar.
The one she considered her best friend.
And that wasn’t him.
Glossy eyes formed underneath the fluorescent lights as he made his way to the exit doors.
“Yo, what are you doing? She’s over there! Go talk to her!” A hand reached out to grab his. He sighed exasperatedly.
“I’m too late,” he replied, and walked out the front doors.
(edit: ahhhh i love you lou! thank you for making these audios for us potatoes. makes me cry about a memory i’ve never had lol💕)
Even better if you did this while crying in a bathroom at prom
oh boy thats gonna be me next week
His eyes chocolate kind of brown were melting in her icy blue ones. U can tell by small smile on his lips, the way his eyes shine at the sight in front of him, how he moved a strand of her golden hair of off her pale beautiful face. U can tell that he would give her everything.
As i watched them dance slowly, him holding her like she's the most fragile thing. My heart broke all over again. In tiny pieces.
Her hand met his face and his eyes softened at her touch. I closed my eyes feeling so numb that I couldn't even cry.
My shaky legs started moving in rhythm slowly , my eyes still closed. All I could see was him in front of me. Loving me, cherishing me like her.
And at that moment I knew that the only way I can have him is in my dreams.
So I dreamt.
these make my days so much better
what right did i have to feel the way i did? I smiled a smile that was weakened by my sadness.
I watch them get up from their spots and move past me, hand in hand, eyes locked, nervously smiling at each other. I looked at them and felt a tear sag at my eyes. I quickly
blinked to get rid of the tear and try to shudder to get rid of this feeling. They swayed on the floor with him whispering in her ear and her giggling. I look away and close my eyes. I do all i can do and hug myself tight. Because if i didn’t hug myself who would ?
He's wearing a light blue suit and has his arm around her waist. They're smiling at eachother and slowdancing in the dimly lit hall. I have trouble breathing and dig my nails into my palms to stop myself from crying. I go to the toilet and sob for minutes, I'm happy that he's happy...I'm so so...so happy...
I don't deserve him, I'm not good enough....
True story... ;)
кσσкιєѕ ™ I feel you
This is one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite movies... and I just can’t help but see and feel and experience Top Gun all over again like it was the first time. Cheesy and from the 80s so it wasn’t the greatest thing to ever happen nor was it revolutionary in terms of film, but it holds such a tight grip on my heart and I will never not love it.
Her head fell onto your shoulders
The way you are never letting her go
Is the only thing I wanted
But I wish it was me instead
Even when I sat there in the crowd
All I can see was you
The way you two looked at each other
At this point in life
I felt nothing is hader than watching you two
So I'll just leave my dreams and hopes behind
I'll carry those broken pieces of my heart
Untill I find someone who can fix it
I'd give up and forget about him lol. If he didn't choose me in this life then he definitely won't choose me in the next (':
Though the title suggests it for you, to edit these songs and evoke that exact emotion is really incredible. Admirable to say the least🙏🏼💕
I hear this song and the Door opens back up.
And the unwanted feelings come back.
The tears.
The choked up throat.
The sinking feeling in my stomach.
My knees, unable to stay steady.
And my heart, feeling like it has been shattered like glass
As I watch the person I am utterly , completely in love with
Tenderly share Her heart with an Incel
Seeing this new genre of music, whatever it is, and the stories/scenarios people come up with in the comments gives me hope for our generation.
*This feels like everyone’s slow dancing with their partners and here i am eating yummy things from the buffet enjoying myself*
She watched the lights shine and look in awe at the wondrousness of it all. She felt his eyes on her but didn't turn until he said, breathless, "Your eyes are so much brighter than I remember."
She laughed a little, because it was a funny thing to say, especially coming from him. They look at each other momentarily, smiling. She felt heat creeping to her cheeks. "What do you mean?" He fidgeted a bit. "Well, I mean, they're full. They're so full of... you know. Everyone else's eyes are..." "Empty?" The girl finished when he lost his train of thought. "Yeah..." It was such an odd exchange, so full and frenetic, this energy between them. She was about to say something when another girl's hand slipped into the boy's and spun him in an awkward circle. He staggered in his surprise but his eyes lit up at the sight of her. "There you are!" she cried, and glanced casually to the first girl. "Mind if I borrow him?" She didn't really ask. She pulled the boy's arm toward the dancefloor. The boy was eager to follow, mouth spread in a wide grin, eyes gleaming with delight as he gazed down at his date. The first girl waved them off, smiling. Still, she sighed, this was not how it was supposed to be.
My crush is older than me and went to prom and didn't have a date... THANK YOU LIAM
There they were, floating on the music. Hand in hand. Eyes locked as their bodies swayed.
Amidst the softly lit gym I found my place at an empty table. My gaze bobbed with their subtle movements, my heart clenched with their illuminated smiles.
I scoffed and turned my eyes to the ceiling, leaning my head back, crossing my arms over my chest. The thrum of the music settled in my ears and seeped into my mind.
Blinking tears away, I looked once again to the dance floor. With a sunken heart, I watched as they stayed in each other's arms, even when the song had already ended.
Currently sat in the dark eating ice cream listening to this audio im in sad boi hours
Honestly Idk how you captured that crash of confidence, where you just feel unwanted and alone at a party...
“Go, have fun!” I nudge my best friend’s shoulder as he frowns. Begrudgingly, he grabs his date by the waist and they both start dancing in the middle of the gym, laughing and captivating everyone who saw them.
But I wasn’t staring at him. I was staring at her.
feels like a 1982 prom and ur wasted in the restroom after ur bf breaks up with u for another girl
And we share another glance, locking eyes for some seconds, thinking about what has happened between us. You're here with her and in those seconds I realize that we're never gonna be just friends but we're never gonna be more than that either...
All of these videos make sense now that i know him... they intensify the sadness but give me a feeling of peaceful melancholy at the same time
I can’t remember if it was because of him, or because of her. The group I had come with went off in couples while I stood in my pretty prom dress, dolled up make up, and prim hair. There he was, that sweet smile I fell for.
He held her so gently as she wrapped her arms around his neck staring deep into his eyes. I tried to imagine it was me, but... dreams were only for those who could dream the realistic.
I licked my lips and made my way to the punch table. Hoping that someone spiked it by now. Filling the clear small cup, i took my sip and leaned against the bleacher watching them.
I looked at the red punch.
The color was the same color as her dress. She wore it so nicely. Her pretty figure, kind attitude, intelligent words, and just overall beauty. That is all that I lacked. I sniffed and felt the warm yet cool liquid fall into my hand. I groan and hurried back to the bathroom. I couldn’t bare to look at him.
The study dates, the good mornings and hellos, the lunch dates. The meaningless hugs and smiles. All this effort was for nothing, except for the hope of having a prom date.
I looked into the mirror and wiped my tears. I walked back out to hear the song had ended and some were walking out.
“(Y/n)! Hey!”
𝘖𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, I thought. I sighed and turned with a fake smile.
“Hey, what’s up?” I said.
He had the biggest smile.
“Nothing, you left... and I was just wondering where you were.”
I frowned. ‘Why do you care so much?’ I thought.
“I needed to get some air, it’s kind of stuffy.”
He nods and we stand before he speaks again.
“You were crying, why were you crying?” His voice is concerned but I step back.
“No reason. Go back to your date. She’s probably waiting for you...”
He frowns, “My friends are more important. Now tell me what happened?”
“It’s nothing... really.”
He stepped closer.
“You can tell me.”
I shake my head and look down. I feel the tears again. If I tell him now, I could risk everything.
“It’s nothing. I just realized what it’s like to be heartbroken... now go on back to your date. I’ll see you in Science on Monday.”
I quickly walk away so he doesn’t call me back and see the tears already falling.
And he doesn’t.
But I wanted him to call me back so fucking bad.
i feel like i need to let this out into the universe so here goes i guess
i always imagined this was how my senior year prom would go. i was always the lonely girl in the corner wishing someone would notice her. i had accepted this, and had been waiting ever since 5th grade for prom. figured i’d go with friends. my bestfriend and i were going to go together if we didn’t have a date.
now i’m finally a senior and don’t think we’ll ever get our prom due to covid. and, the guy i had liked before quarantine likes me as well :,) i’ve never had anyone show interest in me, but this song still fits the mood haha.
if you’re younger, please don’t take your time for granted. don’t wait until your last year to have fun. you never know when you’ll
do something for the last time, or if you’ll ever even get the chance to do it later on
i love you, hope you’re having a great day
Four years of loving you amounted up to this moment.
And here I am at senior prom, watching you dancing with her.
I let out a shaky sigh. I don't know whst to think. Part of me daydreamed that you would notice me out of the crowd, and we'd dance the night away. I was a gift tied all neatly in a bow that would never be opened.
The other half of my heart, the realist that I had supressed, didn't want to believe it. I let myself be blinded by a beautiful lie.
When I was standing there, all by myself, I couldn't believe you weren't even looking in my direction.
Not to mention you'd be dancing with my identical twin sister.
The dim lights were casting a soft shadow over everyone; couples are holding each other tightly in their embrace. Then there you were, sitting at the buffet table staring out into the crowd.
You had a bitter smile lingering on your face as your eyes landed upon him. He was beautiful under the dim lights. Even from afar, you could see how his eyes shone with affectionate, with adoration. Swaying gently to the song, he held her closer than ever you could ever be. Your heart felt like it was a million pounds and the suffocating feeling left you feeling as heavy as ever.
He whispered sweet nothings into her ears and they finally closed the distance between them, lips on each other. Your heart shattered with an indescribable pain as you see the two of them complete each other like puzzles.
You wanted to cry, but you couldn't because you knew. You knew he was always just the boy you met at the park, back in the summer of 2010. That golden boy who was never yours to begin with.
(hope you've enjoyed this)
*I remember something that i should’ve forgotten a year ago*
Isn’t it so nostalgic that little things like these happened many years ago and seemed to matter so much only to realise no one thinks about them when they grow up. A distant memory in someone’s Mind they are.