Nasıl anlatsam? Sanki hayallerimdeki insan kapımı çalmıştı. Benim bu hayatıma güç vermeye gelmişti ve bana bir kereliğine gülümseyip gitti. Ama ben onu 2 yıldır unutmadım. Bana onu unutmamamı onu bulmamı söylemişti. Ben ona güvendim. Bizi kader birleştirecekti. Dayanamadım seni tekrardan bulmaya çalıştım. Uzun stalklamalarım sonucu buldum da. O anki mutluluğumu anlatamam, yaşadığın hayatı uzaktan görmek bile mutlu olmama yetmişti o gün. Bu sıkıcı hayatıma güç vermiştin. Benim gibi birine umut vermiştin ama kaçtın. Senin enerjine ihtiyacı olan diğer insanlara gittin belki. Senin gibi biri dünyada olduğu için çok şanslıyız biz. Sana değer veriyorum. Ne olursa olsun seni unutabileceğimi düşünmüyorum. Senin beni bir hafta geçmeden unuttuğunu bilsem de.. Yarın sileceğim bu yorumu

POV of my characters. Uta and Tsukasa was always touchy and lovey dovey around those who knew about their relationship, despite Tsukasa being a vampire and she’s not. Some of Tsukasa’s friends and classmates didn’t really trust her, but Tsukasa ignored them. But when he found out about her body count, he was so hurt. 25? He yelled at her in front of everyone in his school. His throat was strained, and his tears was burning his eyelashes. She really wanted to explain why the number is that high but he didn’t want to hear it. Who would? Maybe that’s why she’s been touching him the way she does, only to leave him in a cliffhanger. When Tsukasa came back home in the underground city, he leaps into his mother’s arms, leaving her stunned. “You were right, Mother. I can’t trust humans…She used me.” His mother hugs him back as she gently holds the back of his head, brushing his black hair. “I didn’t want you to learn your lesson the hard way. It’s over now, Tsukasa. Don’t let her see your tears.” A few days later, Tsukasa was lined up with the rest of the Gyokuza, the higher rank of the exorcist. The master being Uta’s father, mentioned that Tsukasa was gonna team up with Uta not knowing they broke up. “I’m working with Tomadachi.” He spoke as the other Gyokuza look at him, including Uta. “Very well, then.” He nodded. After their meeting, Tsukasa was walking to his destination with Uta’s friend, Tomadachi. “You did what now?” Tomadachi was shocked by what he was told. “I broke up with her, okay?” He sighed. “And why would you do that, after your butler risked everything to get you here?” He asked, getting furious. Tsukasa was focused on hearing something else instead of responding. He hears a girl’s hiccups and cries from afar as he looks at that direction. Tsukasa can see Uta sitting on a tall pillar, crying with her hands covering her face and her knees close to her stomach. “Why is she crying? She doesn’t deserve to be the one crying right now.” Tsukasa said out loud. “You know what, I’m going solo.” Tomadachi said before leaving. Tsukasa follows behind Tomadachi while he was getting frustrated at his attitude. “Why are you being like the way you were the first time you met me?” He asked. “Because you’re so quick to assume things, when the other hasn’t even explained their side of the story.” He replied. “And why should I?” Tomadachi stops walking and looks at Tsukasa in the face. “Because she was r@ped.” Tsukasa shudders as his eyes grew wider. “What?”

It hurts even more if you don't know who your soulmate is. Just another living being walking this earth somewhere, someone who is meant for you. But you have no idea where they are. You long for them, and sometimes they feel so close, but now and again you're only left with an empty feeling that you're wasting extra years without them. With the secret fear that they are lost, and perhaps they'll never find you or worse, they're dead.

I have met people and we just connected very easily ❤❤

Love it I admire certain people I don't worship them ❤❤ we talk about soul twins and soulmate I am just truly myself ❤️❤️

I stand with the crowd that admires him.

Is it just me or i see leon s kennedy in the thumbnails… that castle was on point too reminds me of re4 video games ❤️

he's just a friend to me as i say to myself every single moment i look at him

my heart aches my heart aches for you and yet you're someone unreachable someone who will never let me be the reason for their smile someone who won't hold their hand in mine someone i love so much unconditionally so i ask god if we're meant to be please let me let them go if not so and please break me free from all the caused sorrow i can't love someone else, because my heart chose you even if i try i don't wanna lie i don't wanna pretend to love someone who is not for me meant even if i try i still wanna have them, i still wanna be the one in their picture frame so dear father in the sky don't let my heart die i wanna use it right and lovely so please let them choose me..

i’m so happy that he found someone else he could be happy with. it hurts that he doesn’t talk or look at me anymore, but i want him to be happy which he probably wasn’t when we were friends

To my soulmate : i have been in relationships but never in love....idk what and where you are but i hope you are safe and happy please take care of yourself and be kind and soft on yourself idk when we are going to meet but i hope we meet soon and be happy for ever.........i am waiting for you and I love you.

If u see this,u have an admirer,I see ur pain,i feel you,ur heard and validated,our connection is insanely strong.

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20:49 girl pull here in the middle now, I want your mood damn I'm as you want!! let's help each other!!!

I appreciate what you do, but I want old lists. I love them so much.🥺

I appreciate what you do, but I want old lists. I love them so much.🥹

I appreciate what you do, but I want old lists. I love them so much.🥺

I appreciate what you do, but I want old lists. I love them so much.🥺

You guys are so beautiful. All sharing your most sincere thoughts and whimsical poems. Although, many have a similar sad feeling towards it’s ending.. I’m proud of you all and hope you all know that you each make up the worlds beauty. Stay blessed. ❤

I regret it so much for not telling him before that I liked him that I loved him and now I’m stuck dating someone I love who I’m starting to question if it’s really love. I wish just wish I could go back and tell him that I liked him and then just maybe I would be happy with someone who also loved me.

I still dream of you. Almost every day..

Title of the first song?

It has become my new fav hobby to play these playlists and read the comments. There's a whole world down here!! I LOVE IT😭

Our contradicting points outnumbered the similarities. I hope you keep soaring. Will forever be your no. 1 fan girl. 🎀✨ And i wish to buy your world tour ticket in few years and watch you.🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

it's been 4 years now but still the memories that we shared together still ingraved in my mind.or should i say i still love you

I knew she didn't love me I knew that I could never have you I knew that we were never meant to be I knew that above all you saw me as your friend I knew all of that and yet Yet I still dreamt about you .... About us I dreamt about how happy we would be I dreamt about how happy I would be You never saw me as someone to be in a relationship You love me but you're not in love with me that's what makes it so hard to let you go And I know that you need me just like how I need you but u know I won't or I can't be there for you because I love you I've loved you from the start even though I knew you'd never love me the way I love you I still dreamt And maybe I thought that I could have you but deep down I always knew that I couldn't This is my confession and my apology I love you and maybe that's the problem💔... (I love her enough to not add stress to her life by telling her I love her🙂)

Beautiful ❤

I wish we'd shared more than just that one dance. I wish we could've met more than just that one evening. Even all these years later, I've never forgotten your face - your smile, your voice. I've never been so speechless in all of my life than when I was dancing with you - you looked INTO me with your unique eyes, sparkling with such a depth of emotion. I felt like you truly SAW me; not who J pretended to be to give me confidence - your eyes found the real me who was fragile and hurt. And I didn't even know you, but somehow I felt like you were the only person in the whole world who had ever seen ME...and I felt that suddenly, it was alright to let myself be vulnerable. I knew I was safe with you. I knew I was home with you. I can't be sure, but I think you felt the same about me. We said very little to one another but I've never looked so deeply into someone else's eyes, and felt them look so deeply back into mine. Then the music ended, and I felt the hesitancy in your hands - as though you wanted to keep dancing and not let me go. I laughed and told you I never wanted to dance with anyone but you ever again - your smile was quick and radiant. And although I never saw you ever again after that night, and I didn't even get your surname...even though more than half of my life has passed since that moment I wanted to tell you that I believe you were my soulmate. I love you. I've never forgotten your face. And I meant what I said to you - that was the last time I danced with anyone. I will never let anyone replace that moment with you. - A true story.

I think I'm in love with someone at my school and to make matters worse, he's a boy too. We are from different classes and it is my first time feeling something like this. He's the most beautiful person I've ever seen and the only time we talked, he was so kind to me (something no one else was) and since the day I signed up at the new school I noticed him. Not all the stars in the world reflect the glow that lights up in me when I see him or hear his name. It hurts a lot to know that he must be straight and that someone incredible like him must already have a girlfriend. And I'm so ugly around him that I hate myself just thinking that I almost thought I thought I wanted him to be my friend. We never see each other at recess and... High school sucks. I handed him an origami once (my way of showing affection) and everyone who saw it gave me this uncomfortable look, making me and my confused ass sooooooo uncomfortable and UGH!!! I want to believe that I don't love him. That I'm Aromantic. No, I don't love him. I've been thinking about him for over a month now and damn. Okay, maybe I think he's cool... And since almost no one will read this, and since he won't ever find it: Dal Pizzol, look... I know we didn't talk much or see each other for more than two seconds but man... I- (Aaaaaahhh) I think you're cool, u know? (How embarrassing) I think you're really cool. I wish I could be close to you, in the same class, just listening to you talk, to your voice, because I don't see myself as having the right to interact with you. I have always affected the people around me since I was a child and I don't want to affect you. You are beautiful and I know that beauty is something temporary but I don't care if your beauty disappears, For me you are beautiful anyway. You will forever be "Mona Lisa" for me. I don't want you to be sad about anything, just thinking about you crying makes my heart heavy. And I want you to be happy, even far from me, with someone else and never knowing how I feel about you and why I'm always making origami and handing them to you randomly... I want to hug you, but I'm afraid you'll disappear in a puff of smoke because that's what happens with dreams. You look like a dream. I know you don't know about my existence... And I think it's better that way.

He was walking passed my classroom I stared at him secretly I can't just seem to stop liking him even though he rejected me.

imagine if your crush was here thinking about you

“where’s my love” hits different you used to be with someone and it’s so obvious you two still care about each other but our egos are too big to bring it up

i said something to my four year crush throughout middle and high school. he used to have a crush on me the same time I had a crush on him, but I didn't know it. recently I texted him to tell him how I really felt. but his feelings for me didn't stay the way mine did. i rejected three men because he already had my heart. i still see him in the hallways every day. and it hurts. it hurts like hell. its the strangest feeling. i never knew that my heart could ACTUALLY be broken. but it physically hurts. he still has my heart and I'll never be able to get it back. i will never talk to another man again. the smiles, laughs, and feelings we shared could never be replaced.

He has that personality that I want in a man. If a girl passed by him, he would never look at that girl or any other girl. His deep voice gives me the chill. Sitting in the bike while waiting for his friends in the shadow. I can see his shadow. He is 6 feet tall. He has such a cute and deep voice ❤. He also look at me sometimes. But I don't think I can be his. BUT somewhere in my heart tells me "don't give up on him. He is going to be yours"😔😖and I hope we keep seeing each other. That unknown feeling and smile. He likes to fly kite. He is like an angel coming straight from the cloud❤

yes here I am every night listening the this and reading the comments

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He thinks it's weird. when I stare, he asks "Whatcha lookin' at" or "Why are you looking at me like that" and I can't help but smile like a little girl who just received the sucker she wanted. He's breathtaking if I'm being honest. He is the prettiest boy. He's my pretty boy. He's so great. I love to look at him while he's talking, or rambling on about something he's serious about, or even when he's not paying attention. I could look at him and never get bored of what I'm seeing. His smile. Goodness me his smile speaks a thousand words. His gorgeous green eyes that glisten ever so slightly in the sunlight. He is captivating above all else. His blonde hair that looks like a sunrise on a good Friday morning. I love admiring him. I look at him with admiration and love. But he thinks I'm just looking at him so he'll laugh. I love him. He is my pretty, wonderful, amazing boy <3

The comments make me belive in love again

Indeed she was from a broken family, where everyone valued only her for their pride and benefits. She was so innocent, she belived everyone through her pure heart. She was so kind, yet no one understood her. She cried silently almost every night,with the help of her pillows,so no one could hear her weeping. Ofcourse, she had her lover. Eventhough they hadn't met for years even for once they loved dearly. She was so devoted towards him. Until.. Another women played the game. She couldn't withstand the love that has been sharing with another girl, she was always searching for the PURE LOVE WITHOUT ANY OTHER INTENTIONS. But , she failed. She doesn't got the things ,that she was searching for. ............ Yet, she still hopes someday he will understand her value even after her death, that there would be no one who would wait for him like she does, love for him, care for him, pray for him .

Admiring your soulmate from afar

I'm 22 and yet i couldnt find. I guess i am not attractive and handsome ,although i am sophicticated,well informed,clever or to have inner beauty... I can not find anyone . I always look for love i guess i am ugly i dont know. Even if i spent much money for clothes in order to be well dressed i am alone. Despite everything I still believe there is someone who was created for me. If i will find her, i would hug her and smell. She is going to be real quenn. I dont know maybe these are just bullshit but i wanna love in. I want to sleep by hugging, laying on her laps by closing eyes and relief. Maybe i will make her read here too. Fucking Live never gives me someone. I am about to be mad.

I've never once had a Lover but reading these comments make me imagine every scene and it's beautiful 😊

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He who has the deepest brown eyes, even from this far, I don't fail to recognize the person living beneath his skin. He who contains the beauty of the grace, even from this far, I don't fail to admire the liveliness in his smile or the calm in his chuckles or the movement of his hands or the twitches in his veins. I see all of him yet crave to discover more of him

He was right there so happy. It made me smile. I only ever wanted him to be happy even if it wasn’t with me. I didn’t like the girl that clung to his so tightly but he did. He loved her, she made him smile, and for that I am grateful. He deserves the world and if she gives it to him than I am happy to sit and watch from afar.

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Maybe in another universe we could be together

It’s the thought of knowing I can never truly love you how you deserve cause part of me is still broken.

Я не могу надеяться, что у меня есть соулмейт. Я не слишком хороший человек для этого. Я совсем не хороший человек. Нет талантов. , нет красоты, нет ума. Во мне нет достоинств. Но боже мой. Если все же ты где-то есть, то знай. Я всегда буду на твоей стороне. Если ты убьешь кого-то я помогу закопать тело. Если тебя раскроют я возьму вину на себя. Я всегда буду бороться за тебя. Я всегда буду восхищаться тобой. Неважно, какой ты национальности, религии или ориентации. Неважно, как ты выглядишь. Ты прнкрасный человек, удивительно красивый. И неважно, сколько ты весишь, есть ли у тебя прыщи, в каком состоянии твои волосы, зубы, ногти. Мы пройдем это вместе, но только если ты этого захочешь. Ты делаешь достаточно. Ты молодец. Я не шучу. Будь собой, будь счастлива. Я всегда смогу защитить тебя. Ты мой главный приоритет. Мне все равно, что говорят другие. Скорее всего ты уже любишь кого-то. Я практически это знаю. Но пожалуйста, если мы хотим бы встретимся, я надеюсь, что ты позволишь нам быть хотя бы друзьями.

Она была самым прекрасным человеком в моей жизни. Я знала ее всего лишь одно лето, но она осталась навсегда в моем сердце. Я никогда не смогу забыть ее. Мы обе были вожатыми в дневном лагере, работали в полсмены. Иногда утро-день, иногда день-вечер. У нее были волосы, сверкающие как солнце и глаза цвета карамели. Вечные конфеты и пластыри в карманах. Я не знаю, почему она решила дружить со мной тогда. Но сияние ее глаз до сих пор одна из самых ярких вещей, которые я видела. Она целовала мои изрезанные запястья со слезами, а я чувствовала, что мое сердце разбивается на части. Она держала меня за руку, пока мы гуляли на набережной и тепло ее ладони до сих пор согревает холодной зимой. Она отдала мне свою куртку, когда шел дождь и я до сих пор не могу забыть тот запах счастья. Она заплетала мне волосы, а я плавилась от этой нежности. Она смеялась, пока вертелась на карусели, и несмотря на мою дезориентацию тогда это была самая удивительная улыбка, которую я когда-либо видела. Она лежала на траве, а я восхищалась солнцем, играющем на ее лице. Она сплела мне цветочный венок и я не могла дышать от нежности. Она пела, а я хотела слышать это вечно. Она лежала у меня на коленях и мне было страшно ее коснуться. Она обнимала меня, а я не могла перестать трескаться на части. Она с заляпанной краской щекой показывала мне мой портрет, а я не могла поверить , насколько красива я была в ее глазах. Она признавалась мне в любви, а я не могла в это поверить. Она целовала мои щеки и я хотела чтобы этот момент длился вечно. Она вытирала мои заплаканные глаза и плакала вместе со мной. Ее имя до сих пор звучит в моей голове. Мне снится ее образ. Все те слова, которые я хотела бы ей сказать жо сих пор застряли комком в моем горле.