This is perfect. Can't find the origin of the quote, did you write it? It fits me perfectly, I've loved a woman whose name means "the one who loves the moon" and I call her "Little moon", she's the love of my life but I'm not hers. I've been helplessly pulled towards her with no hope to ever reach her, an eternal admirer of her beauty, nothing but a witness of her life.
“May I ask for this dance” the knight held out his hand for her to hold. Hesitant, she meekly smiles, placing her hand in his. She could not believe this god-like man had asked for her, a measly countryside noble, for a dance. They gracefully moved to the dance floor. She timidly looked up at the knight, smiling gently at his expressionless face that looked down. There a small grin emerged. Her eyes widened and he held her closely, as if he was to meld her body to his. The tune began and they matched each other’s steps. It was picture perfect. As the they bend and swayed, she smiled and gleefully giggled. He had the same smile on his face previously as he watched her in his arms. At their last bend she saw the mirror placed around the back of the ballroom. There she was but he wasn’t there holding her. Then she blinked. She was back in the same ballroom. In the same spot next to her king. Looking over everyone else, holding her king’s hand. There she saw everyone but him. The song they danced to at her debutante played for the young ladies in front of her. In the back, where the mirrors were, she saw herself. She kept the graceful smile on her lips to prevent her tears from falling over. Her knight wasn’t here. Her knight could no longer be in her world as she couldn’t be in his until her last breath.
She was the love of his life but she was not his. She was engaged now and rambled on about her fiance to him with the biggest and brightest smile he had ever seen. She had never smiled that way towards him before and it broke his heart even more. But he smiled... he smiled in the most normal way a heart broken person can because...it suited her. The ring on her tiny hand suited her so much... It was perfect on her.
Love can be the most stubborn thing to die. I tried to drown it in tears, suffocate it in screams, forget it in loneliness, repaint in drunkness; I've traveled far always having her memory by my side, felt my heart crushed, her heart with another man. But still my love won't die. I didn't asked for it, the most rotten thing of my life, an unrequested gift that nobody wants.
“Did it even mean anything to you?” It meant everything. Holding your hand, dancing beneath the moon, kissing you. It meant everything to me. But, I could never have you. And, I never will.
"Why? So she burn up into nothing for a brief, fierce flame? You would stifle his fire and he would ignite her into nothing, none of it was meant to be."
In the depths of unspoken love's embrace, My heart entangled in a delicate chase. I love her so deeply, it's known by all, But does she pretend, or does she not recall? Her every smile ignites a hopeful spark, Yet my heart knows the truth, feels the dark. For she doesn't share the feelings I hold, Yet when she calls my name, my world turns gold. She's my confidante, my closest ally, Through highs and lows, she's always with me. To change myself, to fit her desired mold, Would it be enough? Would love then unfold? But love should not require change, For hearts, like stars, cannot be rearranged. To confess or not, a choice I must make, Risking our friendship, a delicate stake. Should I lay bare the depths of my affection, Or cherish the bond, with quiet introspection? For in her presence, my heart still takes flight, Even if my love is veiled by the darkest night. And so, I'll treasure what we have, my friend, Though my heart yearns for more, I'll comprehend, That sometimes love's whispers are left unspoken, But our friendship, at least, will remain unbroken. For love should be free, without alteration, A pure connection, without hesitation. And if my heart's desires remain unheard, At least we'll walk together, as friends, undisturbed. -Whispers of unspoken love, by me
why is it so hard when you cant have something? I told myself id be happy without you, but time and time again you entered my thoughts unwanted and like a moth drawn towards the light I always ended up by you. I knew it would never happen so why do you give me hope? Looking at me like that as if i'm something special? Your like a rose beautiful and pure, and just like a rose as soon as I pick you up you hurt me.....
Here’s a hug for my girlies and boys 🤗 I saw him in my dream even though I never met him. As I walked to my classroom, over all the head, there he was. The man in my dreams. We looked at each other for a second then he smiled and looked away. My heart screamed for me to talk to him, but she was there. Running up from behind me into his arms. The next day we were sitting at the same table and I caught him looking at me a few times. It wasn’t enough for the girl to be just a friend but it was too much for me to be just a classmate. It continued a few weeks and she is his girlfriend now. He often looks at me and smiles but deep down, I know that he knows. I know I can never have him. Meanwhile the boy who loves me writes me daily and cares for me and is there for me when I don’t feel good. But I don’t love him. He can never have me and I can never have the boy I want. I sigh as I swipe the message away for I know it is not him but rather him
Two pair of eyes meet each other, and the world suddenly goes quiet. He stands in one corner of the quiet room, and suddenly he's not so eager to go unnoticed. He doesn't belong in that room, it is loud and messy, full of ignorant people boasting about whatever fortunes the year has brought them. He is calm, and wise, outrageously handsome and even though he may be at times a bit too arrogant he is wholeheartedly, unequivocally good and kind. She fits in the environment with elegance, though it is not because she is boastful of her families' wealth, although they don't lack any, but because she has learnt she must fit anywhere, as a girl. She fits because she is perfect, no matter where she is. Strands of hair don't escape her hairdo as they do for other girls, and even if they did it would look intentional and elegant, her clothes adjust perfectly to give her a thin figure without making her look fragile, her lips pull at a delicate smile, like a porcelain doll. But then their eyes meet and then he is not so calm and she is not so perfect. His fingers flex, longing to hold hers, her lips leave their perfect smile to hold an astonished look, her vision blurs at the edges and she wishes for his closeness, social norms all put aside. Like some sort of magical, silent communication they take a step forward at the same time and meet at the middle of the ballroom. He bows. She curtsies back. Their hands meet and their feet pick up the steps automatically. Their eyes never leave each other. They're enchanted. I'm hearbroken. I am not the girl. I am not perfect. He will certainly not spare a glance at me for the rest of the night if the look on his face says anything. And yet.... And yet.... I will not dance my final dance. The final square will be left without a seal in the flimsy hope that he'll remember he promised me one dance. I know he will not. I know he could not love me even if there was no other woman in the world, because he is good, he is honorable, and his brother wants me. Oh, what a curse it is. To want. To not be wanted back. To be wanted. To not want back. It seems there is no escaping love's persecution. The dance draws to an end. Another one starts. They do not move away from each other. My throat grows tight and I desperatly try to stop my eyes from growing moist. They dance again. By the fourth one people are staring at them for it is basically a declaration of marriage. And yet I somehow find my voice to reject a potential dance partner. Hope, it is the last thing to disappear. No one ever tells you that that's the worst part about it. The song ends. She leads him to introduce him to her parents. I draw my eyes away and finally allow his brother to sign for the last dance. He does not ask why I'm crying.
This is like, REALLY good. The little plot twists where you were like “but I’m heartbroken because I’m not her and I’m not perfect etc. etc.” made my stomach drop. Reallly good job here 👍
"Do I mean anything to you?" She asks, before averting her eyes to the raindrops gliding down the windows of the bookstore. "Even if I did, I'd hope you would care enough to tell me the truth." Her heart was breaking by the second. Love was a word that had been thrown around carelessly her whole life, so why should it be any different now? Except now she was feeling the flutter in her chest, of the pain love can cause. No one ever tells you how much love truly costs...
Look at me in the eyes, one final time, As we stand at the precipice of fate, For in this moment, sorrow intertwines, The echoes of a love, both lost and late. In these veiled depths, our stories converge, Two souls entwined, bound by destiny's thread, But now we find ourselves on life's last verge, No longer separated by the living and the dead. Gaze into my eyes, and you shall see, That we are both but spirits caught in flight, Our earthly forms released, forever free, To roam the realm where shadows meet the light. No more shall we be burdened by our pain, Or shackled by the chains of earthly woes, In death's embrace, our love shall not wane, As eternity's embrace around us grows. We both have found the peace we longed to find, Beyond the realm of mortal joy or strife, Together, side by side, in spirit twined, Bound by a love that transcends all of life. So, in this final gaze, let us embrace, The truth that we are now forever bound, In death, our souls have found a resting place, United in a love that knows no ground. Look at me, my love, in the eyes once more, For though we're gone, our spirits intertwine, In this eternal dance, forevermore, Our love lives on, in realms divine. In death, we've found the solace we pursued, No longer plagued by longing or regret, Together, in the realm of the subdued, We dwell, as souls that never will forget. Look at me, beloved, for now we are, United in the realms of endless night, Our spirits bound, like an eternal star, Forever entwined, in love's eternal light.
Sometimes if you love something so much, you have to let it go. If it truly loves/loved you, it will come back when the time is right or fight to stick around. I learned that by one person, I was truly loved and I wasn't dreaming.
"margaret was everything" he wrote on a piece of paper, soon looking out the window seeing her with a man "....she....is the air i breathe, the reason i continue playing this charade called life, but i sit here a fool thinking i could one day sweep her off her feet and run away to a new life" tears hit the paper as he sobbed, once finished he continued to write on a new page "musnt let my emotions blind me, she....is happier this way....." edit: i lost my heart cuz i noticed one little spelling error TvT
I'm crying and admiring! It's amazing how well all the songs are chosen.. it feels like these are different stages of how a person reacts to "rejection", because surprise is felt somewhere, then denial, sadness, anger, and after acceptance and as if a person lets go of a lover, realizing that it is necessary to move on:(
I have this one friend. We are best friends for a year, and im madly in love with him. So badly i cant stop thinking about him. He plays my favourite instrument and sends me videos of it every month. Its always howls and maybe sometimes something extra, but mostly howls because we both love this movie. After i got together with my bf, i told him that I used to have a crush on him and its gone. Its not. I love my bf, but him? Hes different. He makes me feel so loved, helped me with my depression when i was all alone. But theres few things that keeps me away from telling him that i still love him this way. I always knew it wont work out. He lives in another country. He's christian and im a satanist. This boy doesnt looks for love, because he wants to spend time with me as much as he can. Little does he know that when he calls me his angel, sweetheart or even darling, Im melting. This boy makes me blush when i wasnt able to for years because i have problems with my blood and heart. My friends tells me that he loves me in the same way I do but he doesnt know that, but i know. But for now we tell each other "i love you" only in a friend way. And no, he doesnt. Thats how he is to everyone because that's how he was raised. A good christian boy, that I cant reach from my hell. (About my bf, he knows that this friend is special. He understands that this feeling wont leave me for a long time.) I also have never seen him. Never got a photo or video, and i really dont care, because i give no fucks about looks I know noone will read this, and i dont expect anyone to. But thats my vent. About a boy i cant have, even if everyone tells me to get him.
@nuhuhbaby He is a Blessing Sent on yourway, by God. Since you are a "Satanist", this must be a sign from him, your "enemy". You should ask for his Number, Call him and Tell Him how you feel. You can't reach him from Hell, because you are bound to Hell. But He can Deliver you from Hell, and Evil. He seems the life partner type, not a romantic fling that comes and goes. Just tell him, otherwise you will regret it for the Rest of your Life.
Quick update, im getting over this boy. We’re pure best friends, and at the same moment my bf is treating me worse because i also feel worse mentally (trauma response and ptsd stuff, u probably understand).
I confessed to my crush of three years back in December. He kindly rejected me, informing me that he was talking to another girl. Things wouldn't work out because he was going to school in another state and would move further away for his Master's. "Maybe someday, but not now," he told me. Four months later, I see a Facebook post informing me that they're engaged. I wish him all the happiness in the world, but I can't keep pretending that this doesn't bother me.
'In every moment, with every poisonous breath I took I wished for him, desperately and hopelessly. I knew that he wouldn't, couldn't be mine until the day of my last breath since he was the light, and I was the dark. He was the perfect prince with the shining white armour in the fairy tales, whereas I was the villainous witch everybody feared. He was my perfect dream, my ideal drug created especially for me. He was unscathed by life's cruelty, while I'd memorised every misery by the book. He was the water, while I was the fire. He was the light, while I was the darkness. Thus, we were unable to exist in the same place. But God.... did I not desperately, hopelessly wish him to be mine just for a moment ..... Did I not beg every night to be in his soothing embrace, just for a moment. This was the worst, most cruel, aching kind of punishment God had given me. To not be able to touch, nor see... to be entrapped by life's chains, unable to find the slightest kind of peace or breath... This was hell. And I was endlessly burning in his fire, yearning, searching yet never able to find him'
I know we will never be together I know he will live his beautiful life without ever knowing me I know he is out of my league I know i do not deserve to even think about him that way I know i can never be the comfort person for him like he is mine I know he doesnt cry for the fact i dont belong to him I know i should not cross my line Yet why does it hurt to know his eyes will never portray love for me that i crave He will belong to someone else one day and that someone will never be me He will someday feel love for someone and will try to protect them He will hold someone's hand and look them in the eye They will oneday do waltz with them because it's his favorite While i still would only be watching them from afar just like the slow tides watching moon get covered with clouds Why does it hurt? Why does it hurt so bad? Why did he ever come in my life if he never could be mine? Why did he have to be so kind and charming Why did he make me fall in love with books,classical music only to remind me how much of a fool i am for someone who never was destined to be mine? Why did i looked at him that day? I wish i could hear you say you love me I wish you could see my love for you I wish you could know its not just a phase I wish i could love you freely I wish we were together I wish we knew each other in some other way I wish you all the happiness in the world even if you are not mine Is this what one sided love feels like? making your hurt flutter with joy when you know they exist yet shreds your heart into pieces when you realise they were never yours This heart and brain's war is constant yet cold,while they fight continuosly you just get more heartbroken and depressed I sometime really wonder , if there was really another universe or multiverse....would we be together?
You flood my dreams, and I crave your touch. But you are day and I am night. You are the sun and I am the moon. You are the center of my universe, but I am not the center of yours. I love you, but you do not even know me, for I am not the only person who was pulled into your gravitational pull. I am merely a moon in a galaxy of planets, and you are our star.
"Just one last time...please?" His breath uttered as he watched the other's hand slip away from his own. This couldn't be the end...not yet. "Please, I thought you loved me.." The shattered voice whispered once more before watching the man in front of him begin to walk away. "We can't, my friend. For I am a man, who doesn't share an interest in men". With each powerful step from the man leaving, shudders and whimpers for him to return were heard, but soon enough the echoing footsteps had been drowned out by the rain. He thought he was his first love, though now he realises it was unrequited...he couldn't have him because he wasn't gay..this was all a facade. The hammering rain was drowned out by a scream, a pained scream. One which seemed to plead and beg him to return. "M-My....love..." But it was too late. There he was, on his knees begging and screaming for his return, alone.
"Haylen Solisetino, the beautiful princess of Emberwood, was devastated. Her heart belonged to Hernand Azurstar, the crown prince of Aramis, her best childhood friend, and she had been in love with him since they were children. However, their kingdoms were engulfed. in a fierce rivalry, which made their love impossible." I am writing a book with the theme of the playlist, without a doubt it has helped me a lot to accommodate my thoughts and ideas ❤️
Once upon a time, there was a young woman who had a deep and abiding love for someone she could never have. She had known this person for many years, and although they had always been close friends, she had never been able to tell them how she truly felt. The young woman had tried her best to keep her feelings hidden, never wanting to ruin the friendship they shared, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to do. Every time she was near this person, her heart raced and she felt like she was on the verge of confessing her love. But she knew that it would never work out. The person she was in love with was kind and wonderful, but they were not looking for a relationship. No matter how hard she tried, it seemed like the love she felt for them was doomed to remain unrequited. Still, the young woman lived in hope. Every day, she thought about the person she loved and the life she dreamed of having with them. Even if she could not have them in reality, she would never give up on her dream.
My love is moving to college soon. I love him a lot and I have told him I like him but not how much. We are dating but there's no need for titles because he leaves so soon; less than 2 months. My friends say I am stupid for bothering with him since he leaves, but I can't help it. He's so perfect and I have known him for over a year and just now noticed him, and he just now noticed me. Timing is a weird thing, and it depresses me knowing that I could have had him for so much longer... but now I can't have him. He's going across the country for 4 years, and I am moving next year, so I don't know if I will ever see him again. He's going to the AF Academy too, so he won't have any time to talk. So I told him no long-distance relationship so he can focus, but it's breaking my heart. I don't want to be tied to one person across the country that I may never see again, but I've dated before and no one comes close to how adorable, hard-working, and kind he is. Maybe I will always be lonely after he leaves since I don't know how anyone could beat him. His smile is so contagious; he's like a young child when he smiles. And he laughs all the time and is confident in who he is. He's totally himself and doesn't change for anyone. He's a good Christian boy that I know would be a great dad one day. I hope that the Academy doesn't strip him of his identity, and I hope one day we are right for each other.
I loved someone once... Oh my dear, then you have not loved-for to love is to harbour a sort of madness within your soul and to lose them, is to let that madness consume you.
In the shimmering depths of the ocean, where the coral reefs danced with vibrant colors and the songs of merfolk echoed through the waves, there lived a merman named Tristan. With his emerald-green tail and eyes as deep as the sea, he was the guardian of the ocean's treasures, his heart filled with longing for the one he could never have. From the moment he laid eyes on her, Princess Eleanor had captured Tristan's heart with her kindness and grace. It was during a royal fishing contest that he first noticed her, as she gently released his beloved fish pet back into the ocean, her eyes shining with compassion and empathy. Determined to be near her, Tristan began to follow Princess Eleanor whenever she visited the shore, his heart swelling with adoration each time he caught sight of her radiant smile. But as a merman, he was confined to the depths of the sea, unable to approach her on land. Desperate to be with her, Tristan sought out the help of the sea witch, trading his voice for a pair of legs that would allow him to walk upon the shore. With newfound freedom, he ventured forth to seek out Princess Eleanor, his heart pounding with anticipation at the thought of finally being near her. As they drew closer to each other on the beach, Tristan could feel the intensity of their connection, his soul singing with joy at the sight of her radiant beauty. But as they approached, Princess Eleanor's expression shifted from curiosity to discomfort, her skin breaking out in severe rashes and her breath coming in labored gasps. Confused and frightened, Tristan watched helplessly as Princess Eleanor collapsed to the ground. He could only stand by as Princess Eleanor was whisked away to safety, her life hanging in the balance. Fews days later, Tristan heard that someone try to poison Princess with some fish in her plate. In that moment of agony, he realized the tragic truth - Princess Eleanor was deathly allergic to fish, the very creatures he is half of. Heartbroken and devastated, Tristan gazed out across the endless expanse of the ocean, he knew that he could never be with the love of his life, destined to remain forever separated by the vast divide between their worlds. TLDR: he half fish. she: has fish = ded. they can't be together 🥹
Quotes this remind me of: "I would walk to hell by choice if it meant I could be the recipient of your brightest smile." "...and as I gaze upon her eyes, hers were not on mine." "My heart shall remain locked, as you hold the key even in death." "I shall beg again and again for the honour to breathe the same air as you." "She was my angel. But I was not hers."
Listening to this most beautiful music while assisting the doctor with patient. We really love it !!!!....oh my God...thank you for sharing with us ! I´m from Chihuahua Mexico.... Blessings for all of you !!!
I know that I told you that we could be just friends, but I did it because that's what you needed, it's killing me every second of my life. I've living with the crumbles of the love you give to others for years. My only hope is that I'll find a ticket in life to go away... and I won't say goodbye to you because I can't, I'll just leave and won't look back because otherwise I'll ran towards you again...
*Sad, sentimental music resonates with the depths of human emotion, serving as a poignant reminder of our shared humanity and the universal yearning for connection, understanding, and belonging*
Im in love with a boy I cannot ever have. So I know the pain. But just think love is within you. To be alighted again and again. Till youve found The one. Its crazy and a journey between souls. Enjoy it while it lasts.
"If you are happy with him.." "I'm happy for you" My bestfriend said too her ex after he came out.. this line stuck with me.. and I still can't forget her, putting on a brave front. Wishing him well ...he broke her.. he broke me... I Loved her.. I still do.. but she grew too dislike me.. us.. the community.. she supports but will kill me if I even hinted I'm in love.. because she grew too hate the concept of love.. and I love her too much for that.. too break it again.. god help.. I'm hopeless.. I love her more that yesterday less than tommorow.. everytime I see her in hall ways with her other friends I'm jeleous.. I grow to love her as she terrifies me for even the smallest slips.. I love her.. she despise myself
To to person that I cant have because you dont want too, I will do anything for you. Even if that means never speaking with you again. And to the people that I cant have because of cruel fate, I will forever be your's
Absolutely! Today, I overheard him chatting on the phone with a girl, planning a date. I can't be upset with him since we're just friends. I guess I’m to blame for developing feelings. He never led me on. Ugh, this silly heart of mine!
I would have loved walking in the rain by your side, spending sleepless nights talking about how we were going to fix our lives and become whole again. I would have loved to bite the bitterness as well as the sweet, i woudnt have dared to discard it as one does to a bad grape, i care as much because i know the tree that made it doesnt think its rotten work, i dont think is rotten work. However, as time passed on and the light of the dawn started to get rougher, I realised that your heart was never going to be open for me. You felt miles away and yet you were so close, i felt that if i could make you see yourself in my eyes, you would start to see me too. But, at last, you made the choice of being without me, and i had to look somewhere else.
“She was his calm whenever there was a storm, lovers who taught each other about there worlds and enjoyed the company both had to offer. He was crazy for her just as she was for him, but his greed and hunger for status made him take a choice. He chose himself and left a mark no time or person could erase abandoning her, becoming strangers who knew everything about each other.”
I held the moon in my hands, its glow meant for the night sky to accompany the stars. Torn between keeping its light for myself or letting go, I struggled with my selfish desires. Finally, I released the moon back to the heavens, accepting that some things aren't meant to be mine.
THIS PLAYLIST IS SO GOOD. This playlist reminds of when your crush is dancing with is wife but get jealous of them . Then you found one that you fell in love with and had kids with.
She was the love of her life.. but she was straight, with a boyfriend at that. She knew she’d never be able to have her to herself. But besides the point, best friends was close enough. Yet it wasn’t as they lived a ways away from each other…
I can’t say it to your face, looking into your beautiful eyes, because I’m too afraid to see indifference in them, or even worse, contempt! I love, love you and want to dissolve in you. But you and I will never be together... I know
Hope... a fire. It burns. It doesn't burn out. To burn out simply means to realise there is no meaning in burning yourself. Hope... the reason Love hurts. Loving you may crush my bones, chain me to the floor, or carve tears of pain on my face, but loving my country burns my soul. As long as I love my country no suffering is greater than that. and as such no other suffering matters.
For me, real love is only for people around me who I can really touch and see because loving someone we can't have is the same as looking at a painful past while all this time I have been looking for someone who loves me because this person is the one I should love sincerely.
I can't get him out of my head but he could never have me or want me. This is torture, I wish there was a quick cure for being lovesick. I like him so much it drives me insane, it really feels like Cupid has hit me with one of his arrows. I just want to stop thinking about him for a moment
Надеюсь, он будет счастлив, найдя своего человека. Но когда, я вспоминаю его глаза, так хочется плакать. Он был одним из немногих людей после короткой встречи с которыми, остаётся послевкусие надолго. Есть так много важных вещей, которые я должна помнить, но его взгляд так легко укоренился в моём сознании. Жаль, у меня не было шанса изначально, даже в мечтах быть с этим человеком. Замечательный плейк, но пожалуй, в следующий раз нечто подобное я обойду стороной❤ Музыка потрясающая, вкус у автора видео изумительный🥰
I loved him and lost him, Not to the world but to kismet. I guess my love was just not strong enough , To free him from the clutches of fate. He was the candle , I the moth. But such a melancholic tale of love, The candle surrendered itself to save the moth. But little did it know , That his flames were what kept the creature alive. Now in the golden pool of once faithful love , The moth lies. Waiting for death to play its symphony.
Your gaze lingers like embers on my skin. Too close to touch, too distant to fade. I am the fire he cannot hold. An all consuming dream we must let die.
I choose to love you in silence, for in silence I find no rejection. I choose to love you in loneliness, for in loneliness no one owns you but me. I choose to adore you from a distance, for distance will shield me from pain. I chose to kiss you in the wind, for the wind is gentler than my lips. I choose to hold you in my dreams, for in my dreams you have no end. Rumi
He was the sun in the sky, I was the tree on the ground. Forever and always I turn to him and reach towards him, forever and always he is beyond my reach.
I'm sorry for the loudness of our distance. I'm sorry we both have too much pride to know how to love each other once again. I'm sorry that I still want to meet you on the other side of your trauma. And I'm sorry if you're hurting or if disappearing is still your way of showing love. But I am thankful for this music and thankful for your presence in my life...even if you only exist now in a faint memory, thank you for existing at all. I wish you nothing but joy & peace wherever you are tonight.
I "have" him. We're a couple. But I've never felt so distant from someone in my whole entire life. We're both trying though, we're not much more than two kids trying to survive while doing our own chores just to make a living in a future, which is horribly exhausting. I miss the old him despite all the effort we're putting in right now, because he used to have more time and patience for me; he made me feel loved just with a longer-than-usual good morning message, which he doesn't send now. What I miss a lot too, is us calling each other and being on a phone while sleeping - it was the best part of the day that I used to wait for impatiently (still do), but it sadly doesn't happen more often than once every few months. And even if we do get in touch and "sleep call" he usually hangs up after 10 minutes or so, thinking I'm asleep while I'm very much awake. Awake and quietly hoping we could just lay there together in the night, greeting each other in the morning with the same soft "hi darling" as we used to, and hang up just then. I hope I can feel like back then once again.
I can be hard to live with, I… I don’t mean to. But I can be… critical. Sometimes I think I'm just not good for people, that it's not good for them to be around me. I wear 'em down. They... they get unhappy. - Rustin Spencer Cohle
Поэтому не надо идти в музыкальный театр. И, слушать известные и не, очень произведения. Симфонической музыки. Найди на своем мобильном телефоне и слушай.
I thought i would be able to move past what happened. But in my joy and completeness that i so briefly had. I forgot how to move at all. Now i just persist, but i see no end to the need for persistance, and im not sure how much longer i can take it. I dont even know who i am anymore, and i lost my dreams. How can such a small body hide such huge hopes and dreams away from me.
This is War come from. Love someone can’t have. Instead of blessing both wish her happiness. Deep Dark Sick ~[Hate envy jealous] Can't bear anything belonging to her. Now no one can have her. To do that make all things against her. The world must play the game Cage her to sacrifice her.....the only way to have her. Envy is all she has. “Smear Divine Campaign “was set up to criticize her no matter what is blamed on her. Day-to-day life is based on how to make others in suffering. suck. steal. Attack.
"I love you", she said knowing he loves her too "Im sorry...I love your friend" he said hesitantly "Oh, but ig you lov me, right?" She said heartbroken "I lied...sorrry" he said "Oh, its okay yk? Make my happy than she ever was?" She said and left *Based on irl* Does she deserves this?
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"He was the moon and I was the tide, forever pulled towards him but never able to fully touch."
This is perfect. Can't find the origin of the quote, did you write it? It fits me perfectly, I've loved a woman whose name means "the one who loves the moon" and I call her "Little moon", she's the love of my life but I'm not hers. I've been helplessly pulled towards her with no hope to ever reach her, an eternal admirer of her beauty, nothing but a witness of her life.
@@abstractbio awww haha
Beautiful 💕
OR WAIT “he was the moon and I was the tide, forever pulled towards him but we could never abide.”
Por dios es hermoso 🥺
"I love you Victor, but you are not mine." - Emily "The Corpse Bride"
Why would you do this to me I’m just now seeing it 😭
in love with the comment section
I love that scene from Van Helsing. It's so extravagant lol
@@MOZZARELLA_CHEESE_ENTHUSIAST niceee
@@SquiggyMcSmalls25 :)
@@MOZZARELLA_CHEESE_ENTHUSIAST :D
I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO REMEMBER WHERE THAT SCENE WAS FROM FOR ACTUAL YEARS NOW OH MY GOD
@@kiriaytroust ayy I'm glad you found it!!!
Of all the things that cause us pain, love has to be the most beautiful.
Best comment 💯
i don't know man, sacrifice is pretty gorgeous as well
Grief is the price we pay for love.
أنا معك بهذا شيء
❤
“May I ask for this dance” the knight held out his hand for her to hold. Hesitant, she meekly smiles, placing her hand in his. She could not believe this god-like man had asked for her, a measly countryside noble, for a dance. They gracefully moved to the dance floor. She timidly looked up at the knight, smiling gently at his expressionless face that looked down. There a small grin emerged. Her eyes widened and he held her closely, as if he was to meld her body to his. The tune began and they matched each other’s steps. It was picture perfect. As the they bend and swayed, she smiled and gleefully giggled. He had the same smile on his face previously as he watched her in his arms. At their last bend she saw the mirror placed around the back of the ballroom. There she was but he wasn’t there holding her. Then she blinked. She was back in the same ballroom. In the same spot next to her king. Looking over everyone else, holding her king’s hand. There she saw everyone but him. The song they danced to at her debutante played for the young ladies in front of her. In the back, where the mirrors were, she saw herself. She kept the graceful smile on her lips to prevent her tears from falling over. Her knight wasn’t here. Her knight could no longer be in her world as she couldn’t be in his until her last breath.
this is so depressing 😭
I feel like this is either a tragic backstory for a suicidal character in a book or the main villain, seeking revenge for he who took her knight away
Thank you.
@@AndreThegreat-q1k I think it´s more like dracula
@@croctelcraft9567 fair, but let's let opinions be opinions on this and not argue about it
She was the love of his life but she was not his. She was engaged now and rambled on about her fiance to him with the biggest and brightest smile he had ever seen. She had never smiled that way towards him before and it broke his heart even more.
But he smiled...
he smiled in the most normal way a heart broken person can because...it suited her. The ring on her tiny hand suited her so much...
It was perfect on her.
Blair and Louis engaged, and Chuck whatching..
Hitkliff, if he was a little bit more human
When i heard Merry go round of life, i knew i was listening to the right playlist
I’m listening to this while I try to write my first book… wish me luck!
Luck 💖 I'm writing mine too 😊
good luck!! I know how hard writing motivation can be...
Good luck! I'd always wanted to write a book. I hope it goes well! 😊
@@JustARandomGuy6 I’m about to finish the first draft! ☺️
@@Anonymous-bv7rg Oh my gosh! I'll be praying for you!
“We loved with a love that was more than love[.]”-Edgar Allan Poe's Annabel Lee.
listening to this while my fiancé is gone for military training. I miss him so much
Hope he stays safe.
wish he stays safe and also wish for your marriage will be a happy one forever
Hope he came home to you okay
Love can be the most stubborn thing to die.
I tried to drown it in tears, suffocate it in screams, forget it in loneliness, repaint in drunkness; I've traveled far always having her memory by my side, felt my heart crushed, her heart with another man.
But still my love won't die.
I didn't asked for it, the most rotten thing of my life, an unrequested gift that nobody wants.
“Did it even mean anything to you?”
It meant everything.
Holding your hand, dancing beneath the moon, kissing you.
It meant everything to me.
But, I could never have you.
And, I never will.
The first line is what I keep asking myself.. I wish he’d say the rest to me..
I'm listening to this beautiful melodies while thinking about 50 book boyfriends I could never have....( your works are amazing...thank u soo much)
"He was the fire and I was the ice, she was the fuel, they were made for eachother"
"Why? So she burn up into nothing for a brief, fierce flame? You would stifle his fire and he would ignite her into nothing, none of it was meant to be."
😢
He was the sun.. I was the moon.. always behind,
chasing after the light for the light of the sun.. is what keeps this moon to shine.
In the depths of unspoken love's embrace,
My heart entangled in a delicate chase.
I love her so deeply, it's known by all,
But does she pretend, or does she not recall?
Her every smile ignites a hopeful spark,
Yet my heart knows the truth, feels the dark.
For she doesn't share the feelings I hold,
Yet when she calls my name, my world turns gold.
She's my confidante, my closest ally,
Through highs and lows, she's always with me.
To change myself, to fit her desired mold,
Would it be enough? Would love then unfold?
But love should not require change,
For hearts, like stars, cannot be rearranged.
To confess or not, a choice I must make,
Risking our friendship, a delicate stake.
Should I lay bare the depths of my affection,
Or cherish the bond, with quiet introspection?
For in her presence, my heart still takes flight,
Even if my love is veiled by the darkest night.
And so, I'll treasure what we have, my friend,
Though my heart yearns for more, I'll comprehend,
That sometimes love's whispers are left unspoken,
But our friendship, at least, will remain unbroken.
For love should be free, without alteration,
A pure connection, without hesitation.
And if my heart's desires remain unheard,
At least we'll walk together, as friends, undisturbed.
-Whispers of unspoken love, by me
That was wonderful miss.
I'm writing a book and I was wondering if I could also include your beautiful work in it?
he called me his moon, he's my sun, i, a mere reflection of his beauty and light
You're in love with someone you can't have - The story of my life 😢 .
why is it so hard when you cant have something? I told myself id be happy without you, but time and time again you entered my thoughts unwanted and like a moth drawn towards the light I always ended up by you. I knew it would never happen so why do you give me hope? Looking at me like that as if i'm something special? Your like a rose beautiful and pure, and just like a rose as soon as I pick you up you hurt me.....
I love this it’ a so truthful
Here’s a hug for my girlies and boys 🤗
I saw him in my dream even though I never met him. As I walked to my classroom, over all the head, there he was. The man in my dreams. We looked at each other for a second then he smiled and looked away. My heart screamed for me to talk to him, but she was there. Running up from behind me into his arms. The next day we were sitting at the same table and I caught him looking at me a few times. It wasn’t enough for the girl to be just a friend but it was too much for me to be just a classmate. It continued a few weeks and she is his girlfriend now. He often looks at me and smiles but deep down, I know that he knows. I know I can never have him. Meanwhile the boy who loves me writes me daily and cares for me and is there for me when I don’t feel good. But I don’t love him. He can never have me and I can never have the boy I want.
I sigh as I swipe the message away for I know it is not him but rather him
Two pair of eyes meet each other, and the world suddenly goes quiet.
He stands in one corner of the quiet room, and suddenly he's not so eager to go unnoticed. He doesn't belong in that room, it is loud and messy, full of ignorant people boasting about whatever fortunes the year has brought them. He is calm, and wise, outrageously handsome and even though he may be at times a bit too arrogant he is wholeheartedly, unequivocally good and kind.
She fits in the environment with elegance, though it is not because she is boastful of her families' wealth, although they don't lack any, but because she has learnt she must fit anywhere, as a girl. She fits because she is perfect, no matter where she is.
Strands of hair don't escape her hairdo as they do for other girls, and even if they did it would look intentional and elegant, her clothes adjust perfectly to give her a thin figure without making her look fragile, her lips pull at a delicate smile, like a porcelain doll.
But then their eyes meet and then he is not so calm and she is not so perfect. His fingers flex, longing to hold hers, her lips leave their perfect smile to hold an astonished look, her vision blurs at the edges and she wishes for his closeness, social norms all put aside.
Like some sort of magical, silent communication they take a step forward at the same time and meet at the middle of the ballroom. He bows. She curtsies back. Their hands meet and their feet pick up the steps automatically. Their eyes never leave each other.
They're enchanted.
I'm hearbroken.
I am not the girl. I am not perfect. He will certainly not spare a glance at me for the rest of the night if the look on his face says anything.
And yet....
And yet....
I will not dance my final dance. The final square will be left without a seal in the flimsy hope that he'll remember he promised me one dance.
I know he will not. I know he could not love me even if there was no other woman in the world, because he is good, he is honorable, and his brother wants me.
Oh, what a curse it is. To want. To not be wanted back. To be wanted. To not want back.
It seems there is no escaping love's persecution.
The dance draws to an end. Another one starts. They do not move away from each other. My throat grows tight and I desperatly try to stop my eyes from growing moist.
They dance again. By the fourth one people are staring at them for it is basically a declaration of marriage.
And yet I somehow find my voice to reject a potential dance partner.
Hope, it is the last thing to disappear. No one ever tells you that that's the worst part about it.
The song ends. She leads him to introduce him to her parents. I draw my eyes away and finally allow his brother to sign for the last dance.
He does not ask why I'm crying.
This is like, REALLY good. The little plot twists where you were like “but I’m heartbroken because I’m not her and I’m not perfect etc. etc.” made my stomach drop.
Reallly good job here 👍
@@Cresso2044Thank you so much! That's really nice of you to say! 🥰
"Do I mean anything to you?" She asks, before averting her eyes to the raindrops gliding down the windows of the bookstore. "Even if I did, I'd hope you would care enough to tell me the truth." Her heart was breaking by the second. Love was a word that had been thrown around carelessly her whole life, so why should it be any different now? Except now she was feeling the flutter in her chest, of the pain love can cause. No one ever tells you how much love truly costs...
Crying reading these comments. I'm so invested😭🍵
Look at me in the eyes, one final time,
As we stand at the precipice of fate,
For in this moment, sorrow intertwines,
The echoes of a love, both lost and late.
In these veiled depths, our stories converge,
Two souls entwined, bound by destiny's thread,
But now we find ourselves on life's last verge,
No longer separated by the living and the dead.
Gaze into my eyes, and you shall see,
That we are both but spirits caught in flight,
Our earthly forms released, forever free,
To roam the realm where shadows meet the light.
No more shall we be burdened by our pain,
Or shackled by the chains of earthly woes,
In death's embrace, our love shall not wane,
As eternity's embrace around us grows.
We both have found the peace we longed to find,
Beyond the realm of mortal joy or strife,
Together, side by side, in spirit twined,
Bound by a love that transcends all of life.
So, in this final gaze, let us embrace,
The truth that we are now forever bound,
In death, our souls have found a resting place,
United in a love that knows no ground.
Look at me, my love, in the eyes once more,
For though we're gone, our spirits intertwine,
In this eternal dance, forevermore,
Our love lives on, in realms divine.
In death, we've found the solace we pursued,
No longer plagued by longing or regret,
Together, in the realm of the subdued,
We dwell, as souls that never will forget.
Look at me, beloved, for now we are,
United in the realms of endless night,
Our spirits bound, like an eternal star,
Forever entwined, in love's eternal light.
That was deep
Nah you made me cry:(( its so good
“And forget me, for I can never be thine.” Percy Shelley’s The Magnetic Lady To Her Patient
Fits this so well 🥀
Sometimes if you love something so much, you have to let it go. If it truly loves/loved you, it will come back when the time is right or fight to stick around. I learned that by one person, I was truly loved and I wasn't dreaming.
the howls moving castle part made me cry :(
"margaret was everything" he wrote on a piece of paper, soon looking out the window seeing her with a man "....she....is the air i breathe, the reason i continue playing this charade called life, but i sit here a fool thinking i could one day sweep her off her feet and run away to a new life" tears hit the paper as he sobbed, once finished he continued to write on a new page "musnt let my emotions blind me, she....is happier this way....."
edit: i lost my heart cuz i noticed one little spelling error TvT
Moulin Rouge vibes (the musical)
wow i appreciate that, ive never had my writings like....im bad with words lol thank ou@@aliceangel7719
I'm crying and admiring! It's amazing how well all the songs are chosen.. it feels like these are different stages of how a person reacts to "rejection", because surprise is felt somewhere, then denial, sadness, anger, and after acceptance and as if a person lets go of a lover, realizing that it is necessary to move on:(
I have this one friend. We are best friends for a year, and im madly in love with him. So badly i cant stop thinking about him. He plays my favourite instrument and sends me videos of it every month. Its always howls and maybe sometimes something extra, but mostly howls because we both love this movie. After i got together with my bf, i told him that I used to have a crush on him and its gone. Its not. I love my bf, but him? Hes different. He makes me feel so loved, helped me with my depression when i was all alone. But theres few things that keeps me away from telling him that i still love him this way. I always knew it wont work out. He lives in another country. He's christian and im a satanist. This boy doesnt looks for love, because he wants to spend time with me as much as he can. Little does he know that when he calls me his angel, sweetheart or even darling, Im melting. This boy makes me blush when i wasnt able to for years because i have problems with my blood and heart. My friends tells me that he loves me in the same way I do but he doesnt know that, but i know. But for now we tell each other "i love you" only in a friend way. And no, he doesnt. Thats how he is to everyone because that's how he was raised. A good christian boy, that I cant reach from my hell. (About my bf, he knows that this friend is special. He understands that this feeling wont leave me for a long time.) I also have never seen him. Never got a photo or video, and i really dont care, because i give no fucks about looks
I know noone will read this, and i dont expect anyone to. But thats my vent. About a boy i cant have, even if everyone tells me to get him.
That's so sad😭💔A true "I loved him, but he was the moon" moment
@@yilin_ipurpleyou its so true especially when he calls me his sun to his moon...
@nuhuhbaby
He is a Blessing Sent on yourway, by God. Since you are a "Satanist", this must be a sign from him, your "enemy".
You should ask for his Number, Call him and Tell Him how you feel. You can't reach him from Hell, because you are bound to Hell.
But He can Deliver you from Hell, and Evil.
He seems the life partner type, not a romantic fling that comes and goes.
Just tell him, otherwise you will regret it for the Rest of your Life.
i feel sorry for your boyfriend, and i hope that you can get better by time, or just being able to getting over it.
Quick update, im getting over this boy. We’re pure best friends, and at the same moment my bf is treating me worse because i also feel worse mentally (trauma response and ptsd stuff, u probably understand).
I confessed to my crush of three years back in December. He kindly rejected me, informing me that he was talking to another girl. Things wouldn't work out because he was going to school in another state and would move further away for his Master's. "Maybe someday, but not now," he told me. Four months later, I see a Facebook post informing me that they're engaged. I wish him all the happiness in the world, but I can't keep pretending that this doesn't bother me.
'In every moment, with every poisonous breath I took I wished for him, desperately and hopelessly. I knew that he wouldn't, couldn't be mine until the day of my last breath since he was the light, and I was the dark. He was the perfect prince with the shining white armour in the fairy tales, whereas I was the villainous witch everybody feared. He was my perfect dream, my ideal drug created especially for me. He was unscathed by life's cruelty, while I'd memorised every misery by the book. He was the water, while I was the fire. He was the light, while I was the darkness. Thus, we were unable to exist in the same place. But God.... did I not desperately, hopelessly wish him to be mine just for a moment ..... Did I not beg every night to be in his soothing embrace, just for a moment. This was the worst, most cruel, aching kind of punishment God had given me. To not be able to touch, nor see... to be entrapped by life's chains, unable to find the slightest kind of peace or breath... This was hell. And I was endlessly burning in his fire, yearning, searching yet never able to find him'
"He's everything to me..
but she's everything to him."
this is so relatable 😭
there are people in this world like me 😭
He was sunshine, I was Midnight Rain! ☔
thank you 🥰
He wanted it comfortable I wanted that painnn - Taylor Swift- Midnight rain
I know we will never be together
I know he will live his beautiful life without ever knowing me
I know he is out of my league
I know i do not deserve to even think about him that way
I know i can never be the comfort person for him like he is mine
I know he doesnt cry for the fact i dont belong to him
I know i should not cross my line
Yet why does it hurt to know his eyes will never portray love for me that i crave
He will belong to someone else one day and that someone will never be me
He will someday feel love for someone and will try to protect them
He will hold someone's hand and look them in the eye
They will oneday do waltz with them because it's his favorite
While i still would only be watching them from afar just like the slow tides watching moon get covered with clouds
Why does it hurt?
Why does it hurt so bad?
Why did he ever come in my life if he never could be mine?
Why did he have to be so kind and charming
Why did he make me fall in love with books,classical music only to remind me how much of a fool i am for someone who never was destined to be mine?
Why did i looked at him that day?
I wish i could hear you say you love me
I wish you could see my love for you
I wish you could know its not just a phase
I wish i could love you freely
I wish we were together
I wish we knew each other in some other way
I wish you all the happiness in the world even if you are not mine
Is this what one sided love feels like? making your hurt flutter with joy when you know they exist yet shreds your heart into pieces when you realise they were never yours
This heart and brain's war is constant yet cold,while they fight continuosly you just get more heartbroken and depressed
I sometime really wonder , if there was really another universe or multiverse....would we be together?
Api ami arad Khan ❤❤❤😅
You flood my dreams, and I crave your touch. But you are day and I am night. You are the sun and I am the moon. You are the center of my universe, but I am not the center of yours. I love you, but you do not even know me, for I am not the only person who was pulled into your gravitational pull. I am merely a moon in a galaxy of planets, and you are our star.
thank you 😍
this... this is literally me and my crush. T-T
"Just one last time...please?" His breath uttered as he watched the other's hand slip away from his own. This couldn't be the end...not yet. "Please, I thought you loved me.." The shattered voice whispered once more before watching the man in front of him begin to walk away. "We can't, my friend. For I am a man, who doesn't share an interest in men". With each powerful step from the man leaving, shudders and whimpers for him to return were heard, but soon enough the echoing footsteps had been drowned out by the rain.
He thought he was his first love, though now he realises it was unrequited...he couldn't have him because he wasn't gay..this was all a facade. The hammering rain was drowned out by a scream, a pained scream. One which seemed to plead and beg him to return. "M-My....love..." But it was too late.
There he was, on his knees begging and screaming for his return, alone.
Ha! Gay!!!
@@DT25659 Indeed
@@bonniemarie24 putting the L in LGBT
@@DT25659 B actually
these guys i wrote be putting the G in, not L
@@bonniemarie24 I know but I needed the joke to work cause he took an L
"Haylen Solisetino, the beautiful princess of Emberwood, was devastated. Her heart belonged to Hernand Azurstar, the crown prince of Aramis, her best childhood friend, and she had been in love with him since they were children. However, their kingdoms were engulfed. in a fierce rivalry, which made their love impossible." I am writing a book with the theme of the playlist, without a doubt it has helped me a lot to accommodate my thoughts and ideas ❤️
Once upon a time, there was a young woman who had a deep and abiding love for someone she could never have. She had known this person for many years, and although they had always been close friends, she had never been able to tell them how she truly felt.
The young woman had tried her best to keep her feelings hidden, never wanting to ruin the friendship they shared, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to do. Every time she was near this person, her heart raced and she felt like she was on the verge of confessing her love.
But she knew that it would never work out. The person she was in love with was kind and wonderful, but they were not looking for a relationship. No matter how hard she tried, it seemed like the love she felt for them was doomed to remain unrequited.
Still, the young woman lived in hope. Every day, she thought about the person she loved and the life she dreamed of having with them. Even if she could not have them in reality, she would never give up on her dream.
My love is moving to college soon. I love him a lot and I have told him I like him but not how much. We are dating but there's no need for titles because he leaves so soon; less than 2 months. My friends say I am stupid for bothering with him since he leaves, but I can't help it. He's so perfect and I have known him for over a year and just now noticed him, and he just now noticed me. Timing is a weird thing, and it depresses me knowing that I could have had him for so much longer... but now I can't have him. He's going across the country for 4 years, and I am moving next year, so I don't know if I will ever see him again. He's going to the AF Academy too, so he won't have any time to talk. So I told him no long-distance relationship so he can focus, but it's breaking my heart. I don't want to be tied to one person across the country that I may never see again, but I've dated before and no one comes close to how adorable, hard-working, and kind he is. Maybe I will always be lonely after he leaves since I don't know how anyone could beat him. His smile is so contagious; he's like a young child when he smiles. And he laughs all the time and is confident in who he is. He's totally himself and doesn't change for anyone. He's a good Christian boy that I know would be a great dad one day. I hope that the Academy doesn't strip him of his identity, and I hope one day we are right for each other.
I loved someone once...
Oh my dear, then you have not loved-for to love is to harbour a sort of madness within your soul and to lose them, is to let that madness consume you.
In the shimmering depths of the ocean, where the coral reefs danced with vibrant colors and the songs of merfolk echoed through the waves, there lived a merman named Tristan. With his emerald-green tail and eyes as deep as the sea, he was the guardian of the ocean's treasures, his heart filled with longing for the one he could never have.
From the moment he laid eyes on her, Princess Eleanor had captured Tristan's heart with her kindness and grace. It was during a royal fishing contest that he first noticed her, as she gently released his beloved fish pet back into the ocean, her eyes shining with compassion and empathy.
Determined to be near her, Tristan began to follow Princess Eleanor whenever she visited the shore, his heart swelling with adoration each time he caught sight of her radiant smile. But as a merman, he was confined to the depths of the sea, unable to approach her on land.
Desperate to be with her, Tristan sought out the help of the sea witch, trading his voice for a pair of legs that would allow him to walk upon the shore. With newfound freedom, he ventured forth to seek out Princess Eleanor, his heart pounding with anticipation at the thought of finally being near her.
As they drew closer to each other on the beach, Tristan could feel the intensity of their connection, his soul singing with joy at the sight of her radiant beauty. But as they approached, Princess Eleanor's expression shifted from curiosity to discomfort, her skin breaking out in severe rashes and her breath coming in labored gasps.
Confused and frightened, Tristan watched helplessly as Princess Eleanor collapsed to the ground. He could only stand by as Princess Eleanor was whisked away to safety, her life hanging in the balance. Fews days later, Tristan heard that someone try to poison Princess with some fish in her plate. In that moment of agony, he realized the tragic truth - Princess Eleanor was deathly allergic to fish, the very creatures he is half of.
Heartbroken and devastated, Tristan gazed out across the endless expanse of the ocean, he knew that he could never be with the love of his life, destined to remain forever separated by the vast divide between their worlds.
TLDR: he half fish. she: has fish = ded. they can't be together 🥹
Quotes this remind me of:
"I would walk to hell by choice if it meant I could be the recipient of your brightest smile."
"...and as I gaze upon her eyes, hers were not on mine."
"My heart shall remain locked, as you hold the key even in death."
"I shall beg again and again for the honour to breathe the same air as you."
"She was my angel. But I was not hers."
It's 4am. I did not need to be reminded of him again.
so real:(
Listening to this most beautiful music while assisting the doctor with patient. We really love it !!!!....oh my God...thank you for sharing with us ! I´m from Chihuahua Mexico.... Blessings for all of you !!!
I know that I told you that we could be just friends, but I did it because that's what you needed, it's killing me every second of my life.
I've living with the crumbles of the love you give to others for years.
My only hope is that I'll find a ticket in life to go away... and I won't say goodbye to you because I can't, I'll just leave and won't look back because otherwise I'll ran towards you again...
*Sad, sentimental music resonates with the depths of human emotion, serving as a poignant reminder of our shared humanity and the universal yearning for connection, understanding, and belonging*
Im in love with a boy I cannot ever have. So I know the pain. But just think love is within you. To be alighted again and again.
Till youve found The one.
Its crazy and a journey between souls.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
"If you are happy with him.."
"I'm happy for you"
My bestfriend said too her ex after he came out.. this line stuck with me.. and I still can't forget her, putting on a brave front. Wishing him well ...he broke her.. he broke me... I Loved her.. I still do.. but she grew too dislike me.. us.. the community.. she supports but will kill me if I even hinted I'm in love.. because she grew too hate the concept of love.. and I love her too much for that.. too break it again.. god help.. I'm hopeless.. I love her more that yesterday less than tommorow.. everytime I see her in hall ways with her other friends I'm jeleous.. I grow to love her as she terrifies me for even the smallest slips.. I love her.. she despise myself
To to person that I cant have because you dont want too, I will do anything for you. Even if that means never speaking with you again. And to the people that I cant have because of cruel fate, I will forever be your's
Absolutely! Today, I overheard him chatting on the phone with a girl, planning a date. I can't be upset with him since we're just friends. I guess I’m to blame for developing feelings. He never led me on. Ugh, this silly heart of mine!
I would have loved walking in the rain by your side, spending sleepless nights talking about how we were going to fix our lives and become whole again. I would have loved to bite the bitterness as well as the sweet, i woudnt have dared to discard it as one does to a bad grape, i care as much because i know the tree that made it doesnt think its rotten work, i dont think is rotten work.
However, as time passed on and the light of the dawn started to get rougher, I realised that your heart was never going to be open for me. You felt miles away and yet you were so close, i felt that if i could make you see yourself in my eyes, you would start to see me too. But, at last, you made the choice of being without me, and i had to look somewhere else.
“She was his calm whenever there was a storm, lovers who taught each other about there worlds and enjoyed the company both had to offer. He was crazy for her just as she was for him, but his greed and hunger for status made him take a choice. He chose himself and left a mark no time or person could erase abandoning her, becoming strangers who knew everything about each other.”
it hasent been a minute to the music and I started crying.
You can have anything in life you want, just depends on what you are willing to sacrifice for it.
I don't see how you found all of some of my favorite songs and put them all in one playlist without knowing me. But thank you anyway!
I love your playlists, beautiful and emotional, and the image is so lovely. Thank you.🤗💖
yes thank you 🥰
" i was the moon. he was the sun, forever dancing together i complimented him yet he only complimented the stars." - me
I held the moon in my hands, its glow meant for the night sky to accompany the stars.
Torn between keeping its light for myself or letting go, I struggled with my selfish desires.
Finally, I released the moon back to the heavens, accepting that some things aren't meant to be mine.
THIS PLAYLIST IS SO GOOD. This playlist reminds of when your crush is dancing with is wife but get jealous of them . Then you found one that you fell in love with and had kids with.
She was the love of her life.. but she was straight, with a boyfriend at that. She knew she’d never be able to have her to herself. But besides the point, best friends was close enough. Yet it wasn’t as they lived a ways away from each other…
Serenade is God’s voice😩🤌
Schubert indeed had the spark of a divine genius.
I can’t say it to your face, looking into your beautiful eyes, because I’m too afraid to see indifference in them, or even worse, contempt! I love, love you and want to dissolve in you. But you and I will never be together... I know
I did not expect howls moving castle in here ~
Hope... a fire. It burns. It doesn't burn out. To burn out simply means to realise there is no meaning in burning yourself.
Hope... the reason Love hurts.
Loving you may crush my bones, chain me to the floor, or carve tears of pain on my face, but loving my country burns my soul. As long as I love my country no suffering is greater than that. and as such no other suffering matters.
For me, real love is only for people around me who I can really touch and see because loving someone we can't have is the same as looking at a painful past while all this time I have been looking for someone who loves me because this person is the one I should love sincerely.
" i was a moon and they was a sky ,, i stay but they come to me and go "
I can't get him out of my head but he could never have me or want me. This is torture, I wish there was a quick cure for being lovesick. I like him so much it drives me insane, it really feels like Cupid has hit me with one of his arrows. I just want to stop thinking about him for a moment
Надеюсь, он будет счастлив, найдя своего человека. Но когда, я вспоминаю его глаза, так хочется плакать. Он был одним из немногих людей после короткой встречи с которыми, остаётся послевкусие надолго. Есть так много важных вещей, которые я должна помнить, но его взгляд так легко укоренился в моём сознании. Жаль, у меня не было шанса изначально, даже в мечтах быть с этим человеком. Замечательный плейк, но пожалуй, в следующий раз нечто подобное я обойду стороной❤ Музыка потрясающая, вкус у автора видео изумительный🥰
I loved him and lost him,
Not to the world but to kismet.
I guess my love was just not strong enough ,
To free him from the clutches of fate.
He was the candle , I the moth.
But such a melancholic tale of love,
The candle surrendered itself to save the moth.
But little did it know ,
That his flames were what kept the creature alive.
Now in the golden pool of once faithful love ,
The moth lies.
Waiting for death to play its symphony.
Your gaze lingers like embers on my skin. Too close to touch, too distant to fade. I am the fire he cannot hold. An all consuming dream we must let die.
Walaaa~ we have professional poets community here!! 🎀✨
"my heart aches because every beat belongs to her. and i may never get to tell her that."
- kai azer
Love this song 🩷💖🩷💖!!!II always come back to it, Over and over again!!!
"You make me feel like a firefly. Trapped in a belljar; starved for love"
I choose to love you in silence, for in silence I find no rejection. I choose to love you in loneliness, for in loneliness no one owns you but me. I choose to adore you from a distance, for distance will shield me from pain. I chose to kiss you in the wind, for the wind is gentler than my lips. I choose to hold you in my dreams, for in my dreams you have no end. Rumi
He was the sun in the sky, I was the tree on the ground. Forever and always I turn to him and reach towards him, forever and always he is beyond my reach.
Memories and moments are different.
''He was a water, You were a Lava, you both were meant to be, but the obsidian made your love closed.''
I'm sorry for the loudness of our distance. I'm sorry we both have too much pride to know how to love each other once again.
I'm sorry that I still want to meet you on the other side of your trauma. And I'm sorry if you're hurting or if disappearing is still your way of showing love.
But I am thankful for this music and thankful for your presence in my life...even if you only exist now in a faint memory, thank you for existing at all.
I wish you nothing but joy & peace wherever you are tonight.
Why are the comments all so depressing 😭 😭
With needed the most epic saddest music from this video the you love with someone you can't have it
59:08 such inspiring words
Ah! Such a delightful ouvre d'art, suites perfectly my present ghost keeping mood ❤️🩹
thank you 🥰
I "have" him. We're a couple. But I've never felt so distant from someone in my whole entire life. We're both trying though, we're not much more than two kids trying to survive while doing our own chores just to make a living in a future, which is horribly exhausting. I miss the old him despite all the effort we're putting in right now, because he used to have more time and patience for me; he made me feel loved just with a longer-than-usual good morning message, which he doesn't send now. What I miss a lot too, is us calling each other and being on a phone while sleeping - it was the best part of the day that I used to wait for impatiently (still do), but it sadly doesn't happen more often than once every few months. And even if we do get in touch and "sleep call" he usually hangs up after 10 minutes or so, thinking I'm asleep while I'm very much awake. Awake and quietly hoping we could just lay there together in the night, greeting each other in the morning with the same soft "hi darling" as we used to, and hang up just then. I hope I can feel like back then once again.
I can be hard to live with, I… I don’t mean to. But I can be… critical. Sometimes I think I'm just not good for people, that it's not good for them to be around me. I wear 'em down. They... they get unhappy. - Rustin Spencer Cohle
I hate how much I can relate to this title. UFHGNGNFNSNFNC
'you were my favorite friend. i'm sorry that i wanted you like a lover.'
Поэтому не надо идти в музыкальный театр. И, слушать известные и не, очень произведения. Симфонической музыки. Найди на своем мобильном телефоне и слушай.
I find it interesting that the playlist repeats
thank you 🥰
I thought i would be able to move past what happened. But in my joy and completeness that i so briefly had. I forgot how to move at all. Now i just persist, but i see no end to the need for persistance, and im not sure how much longer i can take it. I dont even know who i am anymore, and i lost my dreams. How can such a small body hide such huge hopes and dreams away from me.
A Love that is Loving
This is War come from.
Love someone can’t have.
Instead of blessing both wish her happiness.
Deep Dark Sick ~[Hate envy jealous]
Can't bear anything belonging to her.
Now no one can have her.
To do that make all things against her.
The world must play the game Cage her to sacrifice her.....the only way to have her.
Envy is all she has.
“Smear Divine Campaign “was set up to criticize her no matter what is blamed on her.
Day-to-day life is based on how to make others in suffering. suck. steal. Attack.
“She was the Nordic gamer to his wojack”
"My thoughts will follow you into your dreams and the sun shined brighter when she was here".
Not me completely not paying attention then popping up when i heard howls moving castle. 4:39
"I love you", she said knowing he loves her too
"Im sorry...I love your friend" he said hesitantly
"Oh, but ig you lov me, right?" She said heartbroken
"I lied...sorrry" he said
"Oh, its okay yk? Make my happy than she ever was?" She said and left
*Based on irl*
Does she deserves this?
I am trapped by those shiny dark blue eyes, and my eternal curse is to not have the one who owns them
This hits different because irl I can’t be with my friend because he’s dating someone