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i always have these little sceneries that play in my head between me and my boyfriend but i know that in reality he’ll never do those things with me.

Desperately in love with someone I could never have rn. Distance isn't on my side, she's in love with someone else and besides I don't think she'd ever have me.

For the first time i'm start dreaming about him, a sort of " ideal boyfriend" and i'm just a teen and i've still a lot of discover, but i'm really curious to know if maybe in future if people like that exist for real...

Falling in love with someone you can't have is one of the most difficult things to experience. You see them everyday. Their smile. Their eyes. You hear their laughter. You are grateful for them to take any notice of you. But those moments are very bitter sweet. On one hand, you become close. On the other hand, you know you can never have them. So, you watch them from a far. Then.. you find solace in the fact that they are happy. Even if it is not with you.

I’ve never felt love for someone my whole life, like I have for this girl. I spent the first 12 or so in one state then had to move, then spent the next 3 in an online school having no friends and becoming even more reclusive and generally unattractive. I started in a new in person school and made some friends and there was this one girl I thought was pretty but that was it really. That semester ended and we’d become friends. But over that Christmas break something had changed; we started talking every day . Wake up text; throughout the day text; go to sleep, day good night. Was this really going to be my first relationship already? I’m NOT going to die having never loved someone like this? Wow. It was amazing. We talked and talked and finally told each other how we felt about each other and it was like a dream. That’s the most cliche shit but that’s how it felt. I felt like I was floating every second I hearts her voice. And I know everyone says they love someone at my age and I know everyone says it’s different but this didn’t feel like how other teenagers felt, probably because it was me feeling it instead of looking in. And as the second semester started we dealt with the awkwardness of actually being around each other and talking instead of just on the phone. And we got over it. And eventually people caught on. And they were so supportive. We’d talk in the halls at the lockers with our heads leaning on them just looking at each other and everyone would talk about “they’re the couple from the movies” in a joking way but that’s how it felt. And it was beautiful. But from the beginning she’d said how her parents didn’t want her dating yet. Even though she was at that age where everyone else was and where it might be wise to let her start, supervised even. But they eventually found out and told her, no. We kept talking. Still are. But it’s different. It doesn’t feel the same and admitting that makes me want to crawl up and die. Why would I just say that. That can’t be un-thought now. That was stupid. But it’s true. We can’t text without being very cautious; we can’t call very much without risking her being heard; we can’t meet up because they’re always skeptical of what she’s doing. It’s like they’re keeping her prisoner and I don’t blame her at all. She’s remained supportive to me and I’ve remained supportive to her and who knows it might be better when next school year comes around but maybe not. Maybe it will always be like this. And I know you can just say “just break up and find someone who can actually provide the experience you want” but I love her. Truly truly truly well and full, I love her. And I can’t leave her like that. Never being able to meet friends and probably not talking to them as much. I think she’s obsessed with me and I’m not as much. I’m terrible. I’ve ruined her life I’m terrible I should kill myself. I’ve ruined her life. It feels like this is what forever will be and even if it’s not it’s hard and it hurts so bad to think about trying to get over her and thinking about her hurt and I can’t hurt her like that.

I think that my life was meant to be a sad story. And I see how it's turned and I lost everything

I know life gets better but sometimes I miss her. I did her wrong. She didn’t deserve that. I couldn’t even see what I was doing because I was blinded by the pain born of youthful inexperience and an overactive imagination infatuated with self sabotage. I know it had to happen for me to learn but sometimes it hurts so bad. The look of admiration in her eyes when she looked at me. The way she smiled. The way she ‘Surrendered’ her wants to mine every chance she got. I felt I didn’t deserve the best in life. So I pushed her away. I know better now. But she’s a continent away. So far away. Hmmm C’est la vie

31:28 When I heard the first 3 notes I immediately recognized the piece even though it’s midnight I began freaking out since I completely forgot Arabesque existed and how much I love this piece

It's here now. I married the man I couldn't even dream of being real. We share our deepest sorrows and most profound happinesses. We have a little baby and a house in which to watch her grow...I never thought this day would come.

I was born in 2002 and this reminds me when i died in the first world war

7:03 is enchanting, reminds me of something from zelda

I've always looked for the one. The one who will be by my side, the one who will love me forever. The one who will spin me around, even if there's no music. The one who will read in silence with me. The one who will sit by my bed if I were sick. The one who would be my "forever". I just need to keep searching, because I know they're out there.

y'all whats the song name on 18:15, I've heard it in many playlists and I fell in love with it

feeling meaningless empty and dark. thinking that I can achieve. like a schizophrenic that doesnt know. like in a void of despair that no body can hear my screams

Nice joke ;)

I am reading the secret history by Donna Tartt and i think this is the perfect playlist for it ❤

Her and I are classmates in college, didn't know each other for the first whole year but then I became friends with her after she randomly just texted me one day talking in length about a show she had watched .. it was weird like why's she telling me but since then we developed a good friendship in the next like 6-8 months .. we even talked about relationships and what we thought about them, she told me she was not looking to get into relationship anytime soon since she has lot of self work to do.. Fast forward ⏩ I started having feelings for her, I really admired her character, she had most of the good qualities that I'd like my partner to have. Having learnt from my past experiences, I knew that the moment I felt that way for her, the friendship was over so it's better to confess as soon as I can and be on the same page .. so I did just that .. to which her initial reaction was "you must be joking right? Are you practicing with me before asking someone else out?" .. then she took 3 days to resond to that and said she has never seen me that way and after the confession she tried to see me that way but couldn't really feel it .. she really admired me as well and said she has to say no just because she couldn't fully say yes To which I said that she doesn't have to fully say yes, we can start slow, without labels, more than friends but not bf-gf .. and somehow I convinced her to try that with me It was hard sometimes, navigating the boundaries .. but we managed to do it for 5-6 months with the help of good communication Then she started having bad days .. yk yhe rough patches we all go through that helps develop our character, teaches some lesson I was there for her .. I was helping her through it .. I was the only place she felt some comfort in the dark time she was going through But half way through I came to accept that she was right all along .. she does have stuff that she needs to work out on her own, she really does need to work on herself first before getting into any sort of relationship.. and if I get her through this rough patch of hers .. she may not be able to learn the lessons it came to teach her .. she may not learn how to handle these situations on her own if she needed to .. she may get dependent on me I do not want to be her "escape" so to speak .. I want to be there for her .. but only after she knows how to be there for herself And so I came to realize that being with her in the short-term would comprise her growth for the long-term Thus finally I had decided to let her go so that she could finally have her self-growth And it's cruelly ironic that while I was communicating all this to her .. she understood where I was coming from, she agreed to me as well but she also confessed that it was finally a full "yes" from her now (to the confession I gave her 6 months ago) I still managed to hold my ground and break it off There weren't any fights or bad feelings .. we wished each other for better future, expressed everything we had inside, gave closure to each other and parted off. It's been around 15 days since then I'm now realizing how much I had fallen for her .. I was so hypnotized all these 5 months .. I forgot everything of my own and gave all my energy to her I realised I needed the distance as well .. to see how much delusional I got as well I also got to now that she has made some progress in her life as well So I don't regret cutting it off I'm happy to see the progress we both are making However.. every night when I go to bed I think of what we had together.. all the happy memories.. my first hug that I got from her.. the time we went shopping together.. all the hourssss of videocalls.. I finally got acceptance for who I was, someone finally liked me more than friends and I had to let it go .. it all comes rushing back just before I go to bed and then in my dreams every night. I don't know what the future holds I hope the best for her and myself, going forward TL;DR I had to break if off when things were going right.. because we became sort of an "escape" for each other, hindering our individual growths I think it was the "right person, wrong time" thing Funny how it's actually harder to move on when no bad feelings are involved :') It's hard in the start specially because we're classmates and have to see each other somewhat regularly in college It's hard because it'll be so easy for us to just say fuck it and get back together and enjoy our time.. but it will come at the cost of our growth and future so we've to constantly hold off ourselves from acting on impulses. It felt good to write all this, thank you for giving me this space to express myself ❤️‍🩹

Evleneceğim adam bunları dinleyecek incelikte olsun lütfen rabbim .

Maybe my dearest and my biggest dream are books. I don’t know anything else and I’m losing hope of finding a someone instead of a somewhat. I think a certain activity or something is more likely to make me happy rather than a someone. Crying rn. 😭😭

07:30 37:07

بیا عاشق همینجا باشیم ، همین لحظه بیا همه ی رنج هامون رو در آغوش بگیریم و همه ی زخم هامون رو ببوسیم بیا هیچ جای بهتری برای رفتن برامون نباشه بیا همه چیز رو در بهترین و درست ترین حالت خودش ببینیم بیا که نخوایم بهتر باشیم و خوشگلتر و خوبتر و موفق تر بیا فقط همین امروز عاشق خودمون باشیم ، دقیقا همینجوری که هستیم بیا با کوچکترین درخشش توی تاریکی هامون ذوق کنیم بیا اعتماد کنیم به جریان عشق و بذاریم بسوزونه هر چیزی رو که اضافیه بیا خالص باشیم ، ساده باشیم ، عاشق باشیم فقط همین امروز ، همین الان ، همین لحظه ❤

Seeing a lot of stories so why not make one from a book I'm writing :> I sat myself upon the chair, sighing softly as I gazed into the crowd. Some I recognized dancing with some I didn't. I shifted my gaze across the odd realm, the supposed library that had the beast of nightmares and the books of wonders, different creatures roaming through it with those of its kind and some completely different. It was all too different from my own realm of tea and balls, and yet I thrived in it. I could read without being laughed at, I could run through the room without one murmuring a rumor, I could leap onto one if the many large, floating books and no one stop me. I loved it. Just then someone cleared their throat next to me, interrupting my pleasant daydreams as I rolled my eyes until they landed in his jade green ones. "What is it Maeve?" I sighed, scanning the dragonaire before me. His long elf-like ears twitched, his lip curling as he sat next to me, pushing up his round white glasses, sighing softly "Just wanted to ask a question. This is your thing isn't it? Balls, dancing, men? Isn't this your realms kind of thing? Shouldn't you be out there-" he was interrupted as I bursted into laughter, holding my stomach as my ash brown hair bounced on my shoulders, covered by the soft blue dress I wore. Maeve blinked, confusion and light embarrassment showing across his features "Charlotte?" He asked, raising a pale hand to my shoulder that I swatted away, finally catching my breath. "I'm fine, just, wasn't expecting that of all things" I chuckled, earning a raised brow from him. He scanned my face once more before sighing and standing up "I know you're different from the people you ran from, but I still couldn't help but wonder if it'd make you more.. comfortable, in the new environment. No one did that for me when I found myself here," He explained, running a hand through his usually unruly white hair with its golden highlights, for once in a loose ponytail, straightened and down his back covered by his black on black suit. I blinked away the confusion bubbling it's way forward, instead giving a mischievous and teasing grin "Oh? You have a heart, how surprising" I teased, standing as the material if my dress fell to towards ground, it's blue and white ombre swaying at my ankles. He shifted his gaze to me, rolling his eyes though a smile took hold as he did so, turning to me and extending his hand. "Well then, Miss Grimwood, may I ask for a dance?" He purred in a dramatic bow, glancing up at me with a playful expression.

please please can you tell me name of the first song. it's the most beautiful thing i erer heared ❤❤❤

Hmmmm if someone tells me that the substance of existence doesn't exist. Hmmmm.. emptiness = mass.. it alway was..

The something I need to get a hold of is something deep within myself. That I once had. That still resides within me.

I found her by chance and count myself all the luckier for it, considering how much had to align for that fateful night. She's wise beyond her years yet full of so much promise, with a quick tongue and youthful charm. She enjoys the stories this world has to offer, and I feel so honored she shares her opinions with me. I feel so honored she shares her solitude with me-her concerns, her jokes, her interests, her fears, her passion, her secrets. As I listen to this playlist at 3 am while she sleeps in our VC, I can't wait for the day we get to share a life and a home.

I leave this as a record of my love for Evelyn.

Everything is always on point. Can't get enough!

in my teens, i once had a dream where the woman next to me told me she was expecting and i was to be a father, i was so happy i woke up crying tears of joy. years later a doctor told me i will never have children's for i am sterile. that dream is all i have of brief happiness, this video made me recall and cry.

"Can't I keep you here, just for a little while longer?" ..Tears gathered. A soft smile, a slow shake of the head. A sorry, sorry voice. And nothing. Only nothing. Not even a vestige, or a wisp of *_them_* remained. A tear slipping down.

I left a broken home feeling unwanted and not good enough. I joined the military, seeking some sort of way to prove myself, hoping to find the family I never had. I came home completely broken, hopeless and angry. When I reached to my darkest point, my high school sweetheart found me and showed me a life full of meaning and love. We are now married. We have two daughters and a home. My family found me. There is hope and love and family out there. Its not all darkness and mediocrity.

Si, me enamore de alguien que no existe realmente... su cuerpo esta por ahi, pero su personalidad debe ser un 80% producto de mi imaginacion e idealizacion...

Perfect playlist to read to!!! LOVE THISNAO GLAD I JUST STUMBLED UPON THIS ❤

I was so close

I met my husband during college. I saw him first, he didn’t even notice me, but when I saw him, I felt something in my chest, in my heart. I knew, that he was going to be someone very special to me. I ignored that feeling because he was out of my league (not to mention he had a girlfriend). I dated people but I always knew I wasn’t going to marry them. 3 years later, I never spoke to him, I used to see him around and that’s it. But one day, in this year, I met him at a party that I didn’t want to go. He was there, I knew he and his girlfriend broke up a couple months before. I saw him again and as always, his beauty captivated me. But I did nothing. I did nothing because I was afraid, afraid of rejection. He is beauty itself, he’s a sunlight. His eyes are like the color of Venus planet. During the party, someone grabbed me and started harassing me. He saw this and saved me. Since then, he’s been saving me. We talked and talked for hours and hours. It was like I’ve met him before. That’s how I knew soulmates exist. We got married one month ago. I never told him that I knew him before the party, that 3 years ago I knew he was going to become someone special to me. I’m not planning to tell him, but I’ll tell our kids about it. So they can also believe in soulmates and true love.

falling in love with someone you can't have is like an ice cube in the palm of your hands. no matter how hard you try to keep it cold it ends up melting.

He was a summer boy and I a winter girl. The sun lit up in his eyes . Pure drops of honey. The moon he always said called my name at night. That summer I finally felt the warmth of his kiss and It was the last as he whispered he loved me that night the stars covered our eternal bliss

I loved everyone's little vignettes, so here's one of mine! The party had split into two rows, elegant as always, feet whisper-quiet under the hum of the orchestra tuning up. Among them you saw friends, acquaintances, family members, distant relations. All the human clutter of your life - and you had no desire to join them, you realised with a pang. You watched, half hidden behind a divider, the last of the winter's snow still melting in your hair and on your shoulders, feeling wretched. Why had you rushed so? There was no-one here you wanted to see. You turned to leave, before the dancing truly began, and it would still be your choice. Nobody could say you had been driven away, if you left before anyone had even seen you. "Going somewhere?" Their voice was low and mischevious. You turned your coltish instinct to freeze into a graceful pause, turning towards them. "I see no reason to stay," You replied, keeping your voice light and your eyes trained on theirs. "The dancing is already underway, and I find lateness so unfashionable." "And yet you came anyway," mused your companion, breaking eye contact to address the air as if you were totally absent. It made you want to hit them. It made you want to -- "Clearly a mistake," you choked out as your throat tightened. "I'll be on my way." Picking a direction, you marched blindly away from them, deafened by the roaring in your ears. Your head had been thrown abruptly into such a whirl; first the muted panic of deciding to come, and the thrown together outfit and the even hastier plan - to do what exactly? Make someone jealous who desired only to give you their cruelty, who considered you beneath their notice apart from when they wanted to mock you? It was self-abasement that could no longer be endured. Blinking away the stinging in your eyes, you took stock of your surroundings. Your sudden flight had taken you to some sort of picture gallery punctuated by tall, dark windows. Through them, across a green space dusted with snowfall, the ballroom was visible, the warm glow of candlelight spilling out of the grand windows and reaching your lonely corridor just enough to cast shadows. You raised a finger and drew an aimless line through the frost on the windowpane, watching as, in the reflection, your friend and enemy entered the hall behind you. "I feel that I..." they stopped, cleared their throat, and took a step closer. "I ought to apologise. I have... ill-treated you somehow." You bit back a rueful laugh. "Oh, somehow? I'm afraid I can't accept an apology if you're not even sure what you're apologising for." They paused again. It gave you some satisfaction to watch them in the mirrored glass, forcing them to address the back of your head. See how they felt, to be beneath notice. You would not turn unless you felt they had earnt it. That was only fair. "I often find myself acting less polite than I would like, when I am in your company," they began again. "I find the experience ... frustrating. It does not match the standard I would expect for myself." "A good start," you replied after a moment. "But it's hardly my fault if you find me so tiresome you can barely contain yourself. Perhaps you should move on, and stop tormenting us both." They gave a rueful laugh of their own then, the sound so unfamiliar it shocked your hands to the windowsill, and you clutched it mutely as the sound thrilled your spine like lightning. They were always laughing, and often at you, but never such a dark sound, one so weighed down. "I do not think tiresome is the word I would use," they said, finally, and by the sound of their voice behind you it was clear they had moved a few steps closer. You imagined the heat of their body, radiating from them, thawing your back. The windowsill had eight stark ovals printed on the frost when you took your hands down, smoothing your clothes. There was a silence that seemed to stretch endlessly. Then, as if throwing something down a well, or into some similar abyss, your companion gave a deep sigh, and said, "Might I have the very great pleasure of sharing this dance with you?" At this, you turned around. Even in the dim light, it was clear that the cold had kissed their cheeks pink, as well as the tips of their nose and ears. It was absolutely unbearable to look at. It made you want to hit them all over again. "Why should I?" "Because I am asking you." "We can barely hear the music." "I can hear it perfectly clearly." "They must be halfway through the measures. We would look bizarre." "Who is watching?" In this, you had found your excuse. (this got so long and its soooo late, maybe will write more later if people see this + like it! i love a slightly toxic relationship lmao)

Everyone I have admired lately has only seen friendship in me. I wonder If I will ever meet someone that wants more.

I am at the lowest spot of my life... I had a dream that changed everything. I saw that girl (In my dream) she was a student in a race academy and i was enjoying racing whit her... before my dream vanished she sayd : I'll wait for you... Since that day ive never stop thinking about my goal in life and i will reach it. i take it as a message... if you don't feel loved, you are just not in the right place i guess

I also found the person I always dreamed of... the problem is he isn't real but on a screen...