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It's been almost 10 years, I have not forgotten her number.
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Merci Gaëtan, mon amour, mon chéri, l'homme de ma vie, de l'avoir dédicacé cette chanson. Je suis très touchée, émue. Tu me surprends avec tes délicates petites attentions, que j'adore !Tu es merveilleux mon cœur️ Je t'aime plus que tout au monde, infiniment️
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This song will always remind me of you. You showed this to me and everytime I hear this I hear your voice and see your voice. Thanks for showing me this, I’m sorry that everything happened.
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I was 14 when Juno came out. I remember me and my good friend used to sing this song at the playground near our house. We sang out loud while looking at the stars (we usually hang out at midnight) jamming with his guitar. Life were so simple back then. Now im 26, struggling with life decisions. Looking at my friends, some of them are married and even have kids lol! Those who are reading, i wish u guys well and have a beautiful life
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i used to write more than anything and this song is the closest ive come to making music that sounds like how i felt when i was writing. does that make sense? sometimes when i look at my boyfriend i want to cry because i love him so much and i dont know how to make him realise just how much. the word you has a lot of significance to me. i like to think of it as a pronoun to replace 'it'. like say for example i dont know instead of "it is raining" you could say "you are raining" and it would mean the same thing only better. haha. i guess it has something to do with love or whatever. thank you to my boyfriend for making some hi hats for me in this song because im still not very good at hi hats. and thank YOU for listening to my song i hope its ok. i love you.
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My wife passed away 6 years ago after giving birth to our daughter. Every night, I read to her while she stares deeply into my eyes and listens intensely. I know that it probably isn't common to relate this song to a father-daughter relationship, but this song makes me miss my wife so much more. It also makes me love and cherish my daughter so, so much. I know that she won't be like this forever, and daddy won't always be her favorite person, and she will eventually get older -- but right now I'm happy, just spending time, passing it by in her arms.
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Dear Johana,
I saw what you posted on your story, and in all honesty, it hurt. I don't think you'll ever realize how perfect I think you are. If it was one thing I could wish for, it would be for you to be able to see yourself through my eyes. You probably wouldn't even believe it; how perfect you truly are. Your smile, your laugh, your perfect eyes and hair, it all just complements you so nicely. Not just on the outside, but on the inside also, Your personality is everything I want in a person. Your sense of humor is one I can't even describe. I feel so safe and secure in your arms. Your touch makes me go crazy. I feel so at home with you, in a way my actual home has never provided. Nothing could ever compare to your touch. If it wasn't for you I don't know where I'd be. I wish I was lying when I say this, but you're the only thing getting me through the days. You help me keep my head up and even motivate me to eat. I honestly don't know how you do it, but I really do appreciate it. You make me smile like a dumbass, and even make me laugh when I'm at my lowest. You bring a smile to my face every single day, you never fail to. You make my whole entire world shine on the darkest days. You're the only person who actually listens to me, and maybe even cares. I wish there were words to describe my feelings for you. There is so much love in my heart, and it's all for you. My heart overflows with the love and happiness that you give me, You make me smile so hard, it gives me butterflies, and sometimes even makes my heart skip a beat. I love you more than words, and more than anything on this earth. I will always love you, you have my whole entire heart, my heart is yours. You're the only reason I believe in love. Okay, I guess this letter is coming to an end. I hope this made your day even a little. I love you so much loser.
Always and Forever <3 -Your love, Aiyana
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i sit here day after day wondering how someone so young could’ve fallen so hard, but know it’s because he’s special. right now i cant have him, i guess the timing just isn’t right, but i know if he’s the one, one day it will work out. and i’ll wait forever. no one makes me happy like him- this song just reminds me of how it’s him, and one day we’ll be ok again.
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“Había un chico en mi clase que se enamoró de mí desde la primera vez que me vio, él era un chico muy diferente al resto, era listo y un ángel. Total, él nunca me llamó la atención en ese entonces, no era mi tipo.Un día yo decidí acercarme a hablar en clase de inglés pues él no tenía un compañero de trabajo en la clase y yo decidí ser su compañera. Se me hacía interesante su actitud. Desde aquel día me empecé a sentar mucho con él, no obstante se me empezó a hacer un poco incómodo porque sabía que él estaba enamorado de mi, pero su amistad era hermosa. El 1/5/2018 él me dedicó esta canción mientras teníamos una conversación un poco incómoda. Amé la canción desde ese día y me enamoré de él, me enamoré profundamente de él y nos volvimos pareja poco después. Yo me volví en su musa constante, era un amor juvenil e intenso, éramos unas personas tan enamoradas que cambiaron la una a la otra, lo volví un rebelde sin causa, lo amaba. Un día estábamos en un campamento por una excursión del curso. Como era un paseo escolar fuimos ambos, cuando llegó la noche en el camping estábamos hablando en mi carpa donde yo dormía con 2 amigos más (no podía dormir con él por motivos obvios) y yo dormía con una amiga. Ellos salieron de la carpa y yo me acosté en las piernas de mi novio y le dije que no podía dormir, él me dijo que cerrara los ojos y yo accedí y cuando los cerré él empezó a cantarme esta canción; yo empecé a llorar de la emoción y le di un beso, seguidamente le dije que lo amaba. Él fue mi más grande amor en toda la vida, su nombre era Andrés y murió hace 1 mes, murió brutalmente asesinado por un grupo de asaltantes.
Lo peor fue que ese mismo día antes de irse escuchamos la canción juntos. Las últimas palabras que me dijo fueron “No hay motivos para decirnos adiós tan pronto”, palabras que marcaron mi vida. No se imaginan el dolor que tengo, me arrepiento de haberle dejado ir. Pero la razón de este mensaje es que todos aquellos que lo lean por favor valoren a quienes tienen, denle de su vida y de su tiempo, porque si los pierden no podrán disfrutar una última vez un chachachá."
-Antonella Díaz
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We were best friends for about a year. we met during a school sport convention. Other than one of the teachers, we were the only ones in the room, so we decided at the same time to talk to each other. I’m not sure about her, but it’s hard for me to keep a conversation with others. For some odd reason though, we kept talking and talking and talking. It never got old nor did it get any boring or awkward. Over the course of that school year, I fell hard in love with her, even thought she had a boyfriend. We got extremely close. Once summer came, her then boyfriend had moved to a different state across the country. After about a month, they broke up. Me and her starting actually hanging out a lot more. We even adopted a baby kitten together. She has told me before that she has a cabin on a beautiful lake and would like it if I came out there with her and her family sometime. The weekend before the school year started, we went to that cabin. The first night was normal, I met some of her family, played games, roasted marshmallows, then slept on separate beds. They were close to each other, and I had random thoughts about whether or not I should join her on her bed. I didn’t. The next day however, her cousin and his girlfriend had left. You see, they were sleeping on the most comfortable bed in the cabin. She told me that she’d be sleeping on that bed that night. I responded back in an instant ‘well so am I so either you’re sleeping on the bed you slept on last night, or we’re sleeping together.’ That night we laid down on the bed. At first it was a tad bit awkward and we made small talk and sat with space between us. She decided that she was tired and turned around to sleep. I decided it was too early to sleep so I put my elbow against her back, to try and annoy her to stay awake. Then completely out of nowhere, she grabs my arm and throws it over her. I pulled her as close as I could without squishing her. She was warm. I had always imagined what it would be like being this close to her. We had cuddled a little bit before, but that was on a bus ride home when we were both very tired and it didn’t really count for anything. But now, it was like we were one. We didn’t sleep that night. I couldn’t. How could I sleep when the girl I’ve been madly in love with for the past year suddenly starts to cuddle me? How could I sleep when this 5’ angel trusts me with her body and her vulnerability? I have two vivid memories of moments in my life when I get truly at peace, and that accounts for both of them. It was like all the problems in my world, her world, and our world together, had found their solutions. The next day, we woke up to the sound of her father and grandfather working on the cabin. We looked at each other, smiled, and got back close together. We stayed like that until it was time to head back to town. Even on the car ride back we held hands. We were inseparable. The next day we went to a football game together. At first we hesitated to get close with all of the people around. But soon, we both got cold. She had a blanket and I didn’t, so being the kind of guy I am, I got in the blanket with her and held it around her to provide extra warmth. At the end of that week, we skipped an assembly to go back to her house and watch a movie. I wasn’t feeling all that well and wasn’t as into the movie as she was so I snuggled against her and tried to sleep, even though she was keeping me awake. The whole mood was different somehow. I laid with her, but it was like she wasn’t laying with me. After about an hour, I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was nearly drenched in sweat. I’m not sure what I had dreamt about, but I know whatever it was, it wasn’t pleasant. I walked upstairs to find her and her parents. They smiled to see my finally awake, but were kind of frightened by how much I was shaking. I could barely walk. They asked if I needed anything to eat or drink, and I got a glass of water. I didn’t move. I stood there at the base of the stairs with a glass of water shaking. I’m not exactly sure what happened after detail by detail, but from I remember from the fuzziness is that I dropped that glass. I told her mother that I needed to go home. I was so weak I had my best friend grab my things for me, and she eve had to help me put on my shoes and tie them. The next day, my friend took me the fair. When I returned to town that night, I looked at my phone to see a text from my best friend. She told me that someone from her past had just asked her out. I broke. After all of that bonding, and all of that vulnerable time together, she didn’t see it as anything more than just another night. Other than a couple apple slices that I couldn’t refuse from someone, I didn’t eat a single thing for three weeks. I had lost roughly 35 pounds. I still think about that night. I still wonder what would’ve happened between us if it never happened. I still wonder what would’ve happened between us if we had gotten even closer. Maybe then she’d see it as more than just a night at her cabin? I’ll never know. As of today, they should be dating for about three months. It doesn’t seem like a very long time, but for someone who was, and still is madly in love with her, it’s like I’m counting the days. I can barely even stand to look at her. The thoughts of anger I feel towards her are almost more empowering than the thoughts of love. If I could put one memory of my life on loop for all eternity, it would be that one night. A night together.
I love you Micaela.
- Antonio Hernandez III
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A ella le encanta esa película, yo nunca la había visto hasta que me dijo que era su favorita y la terminamos viendo juntos en su casa, abrazados en su mueble tan cómodos y tan cariñosos. Nunca pensé que yo acabaría en una situación similar a la de la película, deseando tanto borrar su existencia de mis recuerdos para poder evitar el sufrimiento de su indiferencia, mientras ella sigue con su vida, como si realmente no le interesase mi sentir, como si aquel viejo "te amo" suyo hubiese sido una mentira más de su parte. Ahora sé que existirá alguien más en su vida, alguien que ella sí sienta "a su altura"; y andarán por donde andábamos y harán las cosas que nosotros hacíamos y eventualmente le dirá lo mismo que a mí me dijo una tarde: "Amor ¿Quieres ver esta película? Es de mis favoritas". Espero no les toque sentir lo mismo que ella me hizo sentir a mí al romperme este pasado 24 de diciembre del 2020.
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