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I once kissed a guy in my dream, no idea who he was. I still think about him lol

2 minutes ago i officially turned 19 and I already feel like everything is falling apart. I know the KZfaq comments aren’t a place to vent and who’s to say anyone will see this or even comment on it but I’m just gonna put it out there cause why not, but I just want to go back to Malaysia. I want to be an 8 year old kid again, and I want my dad to see me grow up and become a better version of myself with him by my side, I want to have better friends to rely on, and a lifelong partner to love, I know I’m still young and I know things will get better but it’s just the how and when of it all, all I can do for now is to wait and see, i know that but the thought about waiting until my life gets better is unfortunately an exhausting thought, even though i’m aware that’s the best solution for now.

The worst part is not being able to define an image for the one you’re dancing with.. you are left with how they make you feel and that is going to be very hard to replicate in real life. For all who are deemed lost, I hope you find them. I sure haven’t

Dreaming of being with someone you've never met but somehow being able to connect on a deep level is crazy. The feeling it leaves you with after waking up is weird too. Nice playlist btw!

This is what it feels like when everyone you know has found love and you're just alone but wishing you could find someone who loves and understands you too.

Reading all the comments while listening really sets a surreal mood.

I'm almost 20 and all I want to do is dance in a vintage dress in an old palace. I'm so burned out.

"We danced in a field in the rain together alone no one watching for the last time...."

I see so many people in the comments of this lovely video hungry for love, for connection. I remember that feeling. I want to take you each in my arms and brush your cheek with my thumb and say, "it gets better." There is connection. Keep looking, keep trying, keep working on yourself and making yourself into the person you want to be. For yourself, for whoever you're looking for. And one day you will be in someone's arms and look up and the face you saw in your dreams will be clearly in front of you, no longer shrouded in mystery and longing. I love you. Be strong.

I love the quote by Kurt Vonnegut: ”Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly. Man got to sit and wonder ’why,why,why’. Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand” Because in this quote it implies that we might not actually understand and we are just saying so to make ourselves feel more at ease. So anytime you feel alone with your thoughts or feel a bit fatalistic about the world just remember that its human to want to understand. Its just as natural as the fact that tigers sleep and birds land. Yet it is okay not to. You can just say that you do. I dunno just love this quote so much and wanted to share it somewhere to someone else Who too can maybe find at least some comfort from it.

I just turned 23 and I've never had a boyfriend, I've only had one-sided romantic experiences... but I'm a hopeless romantic, so I keep falling in love, but with a boy who only exists in my dreams...

I am really moved by this comment section. It is beautiful how people are true not only to themselves but also to strangers. I love how everything here is deprived from hate and assesments. Thank you all for your delightful stories, for all those emotions muffled in the soothing peace. I am really glad that KZfaq algorithm invited me to be part of this magnificent experience.

dance alone is better than dancing with someone that'd always step on your feet.

The young lady watched everyone dance before her, entwined with each other. She stood awkwardly, aching for a chance, for just one opportunity to be on the dance floor like everyone else. Suddenly, a tall man with the most piercing eyes walks towards her. Her breath hitched as she looked around her, wondering who he was walking towards, only to find that the one he was looking at was her. Finally, he stopped right before her, a few inches away. He reached out his hand to her. "Would you give me your company in this dance, darling?" His voice was so low and husky that it resonated in her ears as his words repeated in her head. She stood there almost speechless as she nodded, not able to say a single word out of her lips. She took his hand, and he pulled her gently, leading her to the dance floor. It felt like the world around them disappeared for that one moment. She felt as he placed his free hand on her waist, the other still entwined with hers. She didn't know the first thing about dancing - But she did her best. They twirled and swayed. It almost felt like he led her, just with the look in his eyes and how he guided her subtly. Her heart raced in her chest. It beat so loudly that she wondered if the handsome man could hear it. The smell of his perfume and the way his cold peculiar touch etched in her memory was something she would never forget. As the song ended, he led her back to where he had found her, bowing as he departed. She wanted to go after him, wondering who he was, but when she tried to take a few steps towards the direction he had left, hoping to reach him. He was gone, lost in the crowd. Almost like he was a ghost, she never saw him again, but the night would stay permanently etched in her memory.

In my dreams he's always with me, i wonder if someday i will met him and be loved by him, in my dreams i'm always happy, he tells me not to worry about waking up because we are destinated to meet.

they do exist, yet not in our reality but in our minds

"There are times when I would wish they were real, but then I would get reminded that the dance, and the memories that came along with it, felt the way it did because they didn't exist in the first place. Even so, those moments affected how I perceive reality. Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, I do not know. Nonetheless, I find myself unwilling to let them go, the dance and the one I danced with."

I met a guy once in a bus. I liked the way he was dressed and his friendly face. But there was my stop, so I stepped out and looked away just to realise that he was out too. I smiled and moved to a place where I needed to meet my friends. There was a big space with a fountain in centre. I just walked around with my headphones on, thinking about how lovely this day was, until it got even more lovely, cause that guy again happened to be nearby me. It's possible that he also was going to meet someone, he looked on his phone, and I secretly peeked at him. I wasn't the only one. And when our eyes were staring together, he smiled the most cute smile I think I've seen, so I had to turn around to not show my awkwardness. He moved a little closer and even tried to talk, but I... I pretended I didn't hear him cause of my headphones and walked away as fast as I could. He stopped right there and continued to chill around the fountain while I tried to calm myself down. Soon I saw my friends, so we went together but our way lead us through that place again. My gaze caught him last time and this time I was seeking an opportunity to speak to him. Sadly he was too long to reach and we seemed to go in different directions. My eyes followed him until I finally lost his sight... I fell in love so quickly as always but that time was and actually still is special. I don't know anything about him, even his name, yet still it felt like we were just perfect for each other. And I acted like a coward, I ruined it. Again and again I hoped that we will see each other soon everytime I was in that same area. But we didn't ever meet again. Maybe it wasn't mean to be, I just can't stop myself from remembering this guy and regretting...

One day I'll wake up an old man in an empty bed realizing its too late for young love

This one is for all of us who lay awake at night, second guessing everything and overthinking the chaos that surrounds us. This is for the people who are going through changes in their lives, alone, realizing that the world they've created isn't the one they wanted. This is for the people who are waking up, realizing that someone or something in their lives is no longer good for them and that they need to break free for their own good. This is for all of us who spend those midnight hours, laying in bed alone, feeling the weight of the sadness pushing on their chests, knowing what the next move is that they have to make, but not knowing how to get there because they know they're going to lose something along the way, even if deep down they know they're losing something toxic. This is for all of us who really could use a genuine hug, or a long embrace, from someone they feel completely safe with. There is beauty in everything, even in those moments where you feel like you're on an island, stranded, and unreachable by others. Especially in those moments. If you're going through Hell, just keep going. It will get better. And you're not alone.

That one, blonde and kind man from my dream please, come back. It's been two years since our first and last meeting, I miss you

She still exists and, as long as I breath, our memories together will not fade away.

I once dreamt the love of my life died. For a reason I do not know, we had to keep our relationship a secret. I had to break into his apartment to clear it of any remnants of me before his friends and family came to collect his belongings. A mutual friend (that did not know of the shared connection) had asked me to accompany them to help clear out the apartment after I had already done my initial sweep. There was some off handed remark about what a shame I’d never made the acquaintance. All while I was dying holding back tears and mentally cursing everyone for being so callous and careless with his home. I woke up with grief sitting heavily on my chest for a man I felt vehement love for, but did not know.

In seventh grade, I felt like everything was a confusing mess. But then there was him. In the middle of all the loud and unbearable crowd, he stood out like a ray of sunshine. He wasn't just cute, with a smile that could light up a room, but he also had this kindness about him that made me feel like he'd give the best hugs ever. Back then, I wasn't exactly bursting with confidence. I worried about how I looked, how I acted, everything. But when he looked at me, it felt different. It felt like I was okay, just the way I was. Our first chat started with a silly lie. He pretended to be a year younger than me, just to be funny. I totally fell for it, though, and I kept trying to help him out with stuff for our club, like a worried big brother. I guess I went a little overboard explaining everything. One day, he pulled me aside with a half-grin. "Hey," he said, "actually we're the same age. But listen," he winked, "your help is cool, just maybe ease up on the explaining part, okay?" My cheeks turned bright red - butterflies erupted in my stomach like a swarm of bees. Not only did I find out he wasn't younger, but I realized he'd just wanted an excuse to talk to me! Those middle school years were filled with him being the nicest guy around. Every time I saw him, or even just heard him talk, I liked him more and more. I wanted to tell him how I felt, but he was straight and I was scared. What if my confession ruined our whole friendship? Then came high school. It was tough watching him make new friends and have girlfriends. There were moments that stuck with me forever - like the time I wanted to celebrate a win with him, but he hung out with his other friends instead. It stung, but it also made me realize things had to change. So I changed. I found new friends, new hobbies, even picked out the college I wanted to go to. I started feeling like myself again. And guess what? Right when I was ready to move on, he popped back into my life. He was still as charming as ever, and we bonded over a video game we both loved. We played every day, he invited me to things - it felt amazing having him around again. But then I found out he liked my best friend (who is a girl - don't worry, that's a story for another time). That crushed me. But, it also made me realize it was time to finally come clean. On New Year's Eve, I poured my heart out in a message. I told him everything I loved about him, not because I thought he'd suddenly like me back, but because I needed to get it all out in the open. He was surprised, but really nice about it. He said he didn't feel the same way, but still wanted to be friends. And here we are, still friends. Putting this whole story down on paper feels like a weight lifting off my shoulders. Even though you'll probably never see this, H, I just wanted you to know - a part of me will always have a soft spot for you. But with each day, that feeling gets easier to handle. I know I'll find happiness someday, and I hope you find yours too.

I wanna thank everyone here for sharing their touching stories, makes me smile and also makes me cry, but at the end of the day, when I go to bed with my cat, I feel less alone because I always fall asleep with this music and often go on dreaming from one of your story!

Every night I dream vivid dreams, and it always hurts to wake up. My dreams play out like scenes from a book, where someone keeps rereading the same few pages before moving on to the next book. The stories and people change, but one thing stays the same. I am never myself, and always seem to embody someone I’ve never known. The people around me have their faces obscured but I know I wouldn’t recognize them even if I could see them. The only one I can see is my own, yet it constantly changes. I’ve never felt happier than in my dreams, no matter how dark the stories become. It’s still comforting to be someone else, and to feel real love with someone even if they never existed

When I started listening to this melody my eyes started to tear up, I guess I came across this video on the perfect timing. That's what life is all about after all, letting things come and go

TITLE: Wish to Exist "tell me about him'" they ask well he's sweet and kind and I know deep down he is a good person but he is in pain and no matter what I do i can't help him he's scared biting the hand that feeds and I love him but he did not love me today was goodbye but I still look at him and cry what a beautiful soul he is to be in so much pain he's beautiful Even Mother Nature praises his name but to him I am only some game used for my body I was told it was a temple my body an empire you tried to conquer my love I was only a pawn in your sad game of chess when in my eyes I was a King I loved you even though our time ran out but I have to keep dancing the music doesn't stop pausing momentarily to breathe but never resting forever i shall waltz I watch as my lover slowly fades into oblivion fading into ash soon the wind will swiftly carry you away I watch my lover held in my arms we shared a few dances but now as he has returned to the stars of my imagination where forever I shall hold him I am now dacing with a figment of my mind dancing with a ghost I so desperately wish to simply exist.

I fell in love with some guy in my dream once. It was so sweet, so loving. I woke up and almost sobbed.

We danced around the hall. We complemented every movement and every breath in harmony. The high vaults, the rigid, cold stone pillars built just for this single dance. We wouldn't need music. Our bodies wrote the song. A composition of passion, of love. I did not need to see him and he did not need to see me. So I closed my eyes and led him and he led me. A dance that never seemed to end. The light of the candles, which made the hall appear heavenly, warmed our skin with their glow. Had I forgotten what a powerful feeling hate was? He had me where he wanted me. He held me prisoner in his bonds of dance, Like a gust of wind the feather of a swan. We danced faster and faster, wilder and wilder. Until suddenly the sound of our footsteps stopped. The ceiling of the hall began to crumble. The building shook off its components like a Oath that can no longer hold its needles. Then he let go of my hand, looked at me and his eyes gave me a promise that we would meet again. An angel who danced with the devil in heaven. He was gone and I opened my eyes to the gray, lonely ceiling of my room. The candlelight had gone out and the dance was over, the song had gone silent.

funny i find this right now. i had a dream last night i was in love with a beautiful woman, i dont know her name nor do i remember her face. all i know is she was there for me when none of the other dream people were, she held my hand and comforted me. whoever she is, i miss her.

The touch of a loved one is something that is taken for granted when their, and missed whole heartedly when not. It feels so long since I’ve felt a touch like that, a connection. It gentleness, with a kind intention. The feeling of not being alone. I miss it, yet I’ve never had it. Adios and vaya con Dios, my friends.

maybe in another time i was dancing with someone in a room full of dresses and happiness

To be re-living the same moment, in the background, in the foreground, being trapped in the same unbelievable moment this seems to have endless conclusions, endless beginnings, not knowing where you are going or may end up.... how blissful a thought.

A moment i realized im not what girls want, that moment i realize im gonna walk alone .. dance with myself until reincarnation will show, yet somehow our devils, angels, not so deffriend like us, they just behave of other fysik and behavier, time dimension, the can joy and laugh and i have spent many nights with my spiritual beings and lovers and just talk about life and the univers. im ok i gess ... great music

There is beauty in meeting a stranger who is unbelievably compatible with you, only for that single moment to last for a short while. A lesson comes with each stranger, a kind smile or a gentle push from the universe to keep going.

I remember one time I dreamt of this man, no idea seek he was or what he looked like. All I knew he was perfect in every way I could ever imagine. In this dream we feel in love dated, married. Had the most perfect life one could ever imagine with a partner. I never got to see his face, only that he was well built but slim, tall, handsome, and he had skin like a warm caramel. I never felt so loved, so happy. Only to wake up, alone in my bed, saddened that all of that was a dream, I never felt so alone. So sad that the man who I somehow loved and cherished with all my heart and soul was not real. After that night I never dreamt of him again. But I will always remember him as the man I will never have, the man who I will never see or dream. I hope I'm not the only one who dreamt about this

when i daydream about what could have been, this is what i hear. it has been such a tough time lately but i am glad i found this so that i can imagine the life i wanted. thank you :)

Perfect music for dreaming of an alternate reality where I'm a beautiful princess missing my beloved etc etc

Laying here at almost 2 am crying to this, not because I will never know him because I already do, but because he’ll never truly love me as much as he says it I know he doesn’t mean it. I can see it in his eyes I’m just the women he got pregnant. I’m the safe choice. The one who is already here but never the one he will truly love. My dreams are filled with him. Our life. Our memories, dancing late at night in the middle of our room as the kids are asleep as he whispers “ I love you” In my ear. It’s so close I can almost touch it, but I never will. He’ll never truly love me. This is the closest I’ll get to that feeling.

Lately my life´s been a bunch of unfortunated events and chaos, my carreer is ending with me. just existing, feeling empty sorrounded by all this solitude and majestic music.

Once fell in love with someone in my dreams, literally a few days after I first experienced what the real feeling is like, it is not like: "You look cute, we bf and gf now?" it is really hitting you in the chest.

I once dream about me having lovely wife and sweet daughter...but in that dream they don't have a face

Valentine’s special playlist of delulus

at night i close my eyes and think of my life ahead of me. my career and success is mainly what consumes my mind, but sometimes i do think of love. i’ve struggled with that concept for more than half my life due to some certain aspects of my childhood and lack of parental presence, but i dream of it, so often. I sometimes believe I’ll never find it; that i’ll die alone with only my loneliness by my side. Do I want too much? Do I want things that don’t exist? A love so rare that it borders the line of soulmate and twin flame; something inescapable and inevitably beautiful and destructive all in the same. I want everything, all of it. The beauty, the dark, the ugly, especially the ugly. Is it too much to ask for a love that conquers and devours? A love that moves the ground beneath us and changes the tides as does the moon. I’ll die alone. And that’s okay. It will be okay.

Had a dream once that I was getting married to some handsome gentleman with blue eyes and blonde hair. He was dreamy. Didn’t know who he was , still think about him and that dream..

Close my eyes then i saw my other souls waiting for me to reach his hand..its the best feeling.. even it made me cry cause i know he already flew high to heaven.

I miss my bestfriend. The one person I truly trusted with my whole heart.😔

"No matter where you go - you'll never find her You may still feel her touch but eyes never lie Exploring the darkest, isolated and afar places for years yet still being nowhere close to reuniting with her Because she didn't, doesn't and never will exist"

Dancing with someone with passion, tenderness and happiness. It' s nice to take a rest of everything in our mind and open hearts together in a deep hug. 😻😻

Thinking about two of my characters from a book I'm writing while listening to this. I feel so deeply connected with these two and this playlist just makes them come alive in my mind.

this is how love is supposed to feel. ive wanted smth like this my entire life but i just dont think im capable of feeling this way for someone else and its soul crushing

It's strange how in dreams you feel love like you'll never experience in real life. In real life you have lost hope and interest but it's fascinating how dream comes with the characters that are so comfy and it feels like i know them completely from ages. Sometimes he is supporting, sometimes generous and kind, and sometimes intriguing and challenging. They have their own universe inside my subconscious . i love how i admire him even when i don't what he looks like...

When out in nature, we often feel so small, dwarfed by the grand sweep of the stars, the oceans, and the mountains. And yet we are still part of it all - connected to the miracle of the first flower to emerge from the soil, awed by the iridescent flash of wings in mid-flight, the feeling of a raindrop rolling down the face, or the spiralling song of a bird up above.

я один тут слушаю эту музыку от нечего делать а не от любви?

Sometimes I just wish I was a novel character 🍂

Wrote a freestyle poem to this wonderful playlist (I'm no professional so bare with me ❤) Delulu (Story of a hopeless romantic) I don’t believe that my vision is beyond sanity. I have a scene, a life that plays in my head. A dream of what could be. I can feel its warmth and heartache just as sun on skin. It comes with pain yet my desire grows The lens of rose, absent against others' beliefs. The heartache, the pain, the challenge, I want it all Yet, growth and love I desire, molded through blazing fire. I feel a hand comforting my own until dawn breaks. The story of life and pain, now hollow. Alone once more I wake to dream Could that hand hold mine whilst sun remains? I live to one day create this story, hopeless or not, I don’t believe my vision is beyond sanity. (I love all you amazing people so much! Thank you for reading)

no because, this was a long while ago, i had a dream where i was in my school’s cafeteria for some reason and i was going up and getting ready to dance and i was just dancing and dancing, feeling myself then this dude comes up and dances with me. we dance in sync and i even maybe got butterflies. if i remember correctly, he even reached his hand out for me, i still remember what he wore, it was like a beige-orange turtleneck long sleeve top with black pants, his shoulders were broad… his face was blurry tho, i couldn’t pinpoint who it was, then i think he went and walked away only for me to wake up right after. to see him again in my dreams.. he made those short few seconds feel so romantic and magical 🥹

Her beautiful white gown spun and twirled as she danced across the extravagant ball room floor, her mask hiding her exquisite features other than her red lips and bright blue eyes. And as the music played, thousands came to watch as she danced with a ghost. The ghost of the man she once knew. Their bodies intertwined in another as they swirled around the dance floor aimlessly together, knowing this would certainly be their last dance till they met in death together. She couldn't help but let her eyes well up with tears, her chest rising and falling rapidly as his spirit slowly dissipated as the pair were enjoying this last bitter sweet moment together. Bystanders watching as she crumbled to her knees once the mist was gone, listening as her sobs drowned out the beautiful music. Never again would they meet, for she waits for him life time after life time. The immortal woman, heart broken once more.

I am so tired of dreaming every night about people who don't care abt me anymore, they stopped talking to me for different reasons. They started their new lives without me and seems like they never met me. It is so painful to dedicate my dreams to them, i really wanna move on, but my mind is still there, hoping for their comeback. Being happy, look deep into our eyes for endless minutes, relieve the sparkle between us, feel butterflies in your stomach, falling in love again and again with a dream... I almost forgot your voice, the one i would have listened for hours without stopping, what an irony. Every time i woke up, i feel empty and meaningless, and i spend all my day thinking "are they dreaming about me? did they forgot me? do I ever come back in their thoughts?" Wondering many things and knowing that you will never have an answer... It's a hell, ugh

30:25 My favorite

Here we are, thousands of strangers never likely to see each other again, but for any of you who happen upon it, this is for you. Space may travel the infinite flow of Time, but so does Love. It will find you, you will be happy, love just takes time.

First painting: "Slow Dance" by Coloradan artist Ron Hicks, b. 1965 4th (the thumbnail) is by Irish artist Lorraine Christie, b. 1967

This playlist got me. I had never been in a relationship, these music just give me a space to imagine what it might feel... with love. Absolutely blessing. Don't know since when I feel like I am not worthy to have love anymore. Some friends around keep falling in love with someone, live happily out there. Some friends keep sharing on how they are planning to get their love, sounds brave. Seeing people around enjoying love, make me jealous, but I'm not mad. I'm sad, that I get panic with my works. I met someone looks absolutely gorgeous, when I wanna to take a step and chase. I realize I'm not ready, I'm not ready to give a happy life to her, I'm not ready to give my all. I'm not ready to spend everything onto someone... So I stopped, leaving her fades away. Falling in love with a better man. What's left for me is bitter and sour to swallow. Am I overthinking? Am I scared of failure? Or, Am I selfish? No one can tell me the answer since I never express these to anyone around me. Maybe I just need to get off my current situation, and try live freely to find someone who is waiting for me.

23:30 is always my favourite... there's so much emotion in it.

If you often find yourself dancing alone & wishing you had someone to dance with, you'll find someone new if you keep looking long enough, & they might even make for a good partner. But remember, the Perfect dancing partner is already in your life. The curse of being human is that the things we think will make us happy are rarely what will make us truly happy, & we miss out on the best things by chasing what we mistakenly think are better. Sometimes we're lucky enough to stumble on who we really need, but if you're not, look at those around you with a fresh perspective. If you rarely find yourself dancing alone, but you're alone today, then maybe the partner you really ought to be getting to know better is yourself. It's okay to dance alone for a while. Give it a try, dance alone for longer than what you're used to. It won't be forever, & you'll learn something. When it comes time to find a partner, you'll be more ready.

A lovely waltz With my passion a vault The seal of which to be broken For, I thought of you as a token But you were just a figment Of my shattered memories

I'm OBSESSED WITH ALL OF YOUR PLAYLISTSSSS THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SUCH GREAT PLAYLIST AND FOR BEING MY COMFORT PLACE🥹🥹🥹🥹💓💓💓💓🩵

"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?" - Albus Dumbledore. I knew I chose my favorite character well when I was 11-years-old.

The weight of the air after a heavy storm Petrichor Dark and beautiful and a comfort to my heart My heart, which has been thundering for months. My delightful, most favored weather. Every raindrop that slid down my cheek was a kiss which you laid upon me Shivering Where my skin would burn with how they harmed me, there was you To soothe the blistering and the bruising with the delicate embrace of your wind Your voice, the rolling thunder overhead Your smile, the curve of the horizon- which is held loose in the cascading rainbow which your light created I'm lost in the flooding warmth of your gaze, yet I will never drown. You're everything I want. And will never have.

It's not interesting but I always liked to dream. Dreaming of another world where absolutely everything is possible. Meeting someone you didn't know before, share a moment with people you know but who are no longer around you, or who have voluntarily decided to no longer be part of your life. Falling in love with someone whose face we no longer even remember but just the tenderness of his gestures and the affection he showed us better than anyone on Earth. Meeting fictional characters that don't even exist, but adds comfort in seeing them. Relive a moment in your life that is no longer possible today. Having sensations that you can never really know, like superpowers, or simply flying. And also experience moments that we would really like to really happen. I really like dreams, it's also a kind of escape in a way. I relive moments from my childhood, with people who are no longer by my side now, by choice or not. I experience moments with people I don't know but to whom I immediately become attached in the space of a dream. It's comforting to feel absolutely everything. Smells, touch, sounds, taste. Can we talk about the incredible universe that transports us certain nights? Have you ever felt the comfort of a hug in a dream? Or a kiss? Comfort may be more fleeting than reality but honestly, it's also sweet, especially coming from someone with whom things are difficult. I always believed that dreams had meaning. And every time I wake up, I think about what I need to learn from this dream. Whether abstract or not, I always have some details that matter to me. Dreams can be beautiful or frightening. But even being scary, there is still beauty behind it. We live as in a film, a game, an incarnation in another universe. And it's the only place where you never think too much, where everything seems real even if it becomes too beautiful. We will never think about anything negative, just, we live in another strange world. It's so realistic that it fascinates me. How can the simple act of sleeping lead us to create an entire world? People ? A story ? Places ? Dialogues?... Yes I love dreaming but sometimes waking up is really complicated. Just waking up from a too-perfect dream and immediately being in denial. What a horrible feeling. But for the past few days, my dreams have mostly reminded me of the hurtful things that are happening to me in my life at the moment. Things that happen, that I would like to happen that way, or even moments that I would like to relive and that I miss. This comment is surely unnecessary but I wanted to express myself on the beauty of dreams which is not highlighted enough. Have a good evening, take care of yourself

do you know how difficult this is, to balance life on your shoulders. its... frightening. there is hope; just gotta find it everyday, all over again.

It's been about like a total of two years since I've dreamed of this guy, it felt incredibly realistic and still has left an impression on me until now. I had a total of two dreams with him, I saw what he wore and what he did, how he spoke but never his face. The dream made me feel what I never really felt before, warm and secure, like I was enveloped in a warm and nice hug. I think about that dream on many days, hoping that it comes true in real life.

Such a soothing melancholy, a love felt so deep... to hug the shadows of someone who would never be

I fell in love with a guy who never fought for me and left me alone like we didn't share our dreams with each other. I know I have flaws and so did he. I always tried to make him feel better and in contrary he made me feel better without even trying. It's been weeks with no contact and I think of him everyday. Wish I would've saved the relationship but it never meant anything to him. I tell myself it was for the best. Even though I think about him everyday and everyday less. I just wish we both find happiness and true love we found within those few days of meeting. I loved him and I will love myself the same and more. I deserve it. If anyone reading this feels some what related. I know we won't find something like it anymore however, we will find someone and something better. I just wish him, you and I all the happiness possible.

I fade away, remembering our last dance. What a good memory, in a waste of teenage years.

i love music Idk how this made me think about so many things, make me feels emotions like sadness, sorrow and yet happiness and something else i can't name right now... perhaps paranoia?

You picture him in your head. He seems so real, and yet so surreal. You feel like you know him, but at the same time, not really because you've never met him. But he lives inside your head, so he just perfectly belongs there. He's just this perfect stranger that you've known all your life. He's a part of you, but you don't really know him. And you don't even know if you ever will.

I love this playlist. Im going through a breakup at the moment and it just calms me so much

He`s tall(but not uncomfortably so),wears dark clothes,has deep blue eyes,one dimple and a beautiful smile. I remember his scent as I`ve hugged him twice. He smelled clean,as if being embraced by a cloud on a spring morning. We talked about our favorite movies:His was `The Umbrellas of Cherbourg`. Brought me flowers,they were entirely too colorful and chaotic. I loved them. We passed by buildings,never stopped talking. He laughed at my jokes. I laughed at his clumsiness as he almost tripped. Was probably a year older than me,but again maybe not. Long fingers. Told me he worked as a police officer. We hugged again,he offered me a smile and left. Don`t remember his name. And I woke up.

Beautiful playlist, though I am 20 I just got out of my first real relationship that only lasted 3 months. I put a lot of trust into her and she completely used me, I told her about my trust and abandonment issues and told her if she loses feelings for me thats ok just dont lead me on and dont give me any false hope. She did the complete opposite, she kisses me, which was my first kiss and then breaks up with me within the week. On top of that she then starts seeing another guy 2 weeks later. She clearly never actually cared about me and just used me for her emotional needs, yet I still care, I still fucking hope shes happy for some reason. Love is something I value more than anything in this world yet its the one thing that feels out of reach and thats what this playlist makes me think. To everyone or anyone reading this, whatever you value in this world, go get it no matter how far out of reach it feels. Just don't give up no matter how hopeless everything feels. Hope someone read this and actually gained something from it who knows

i listen to playlists all the time but this one was one of my favorites, thank you so much for putting it together

Something that makes me feel better is hoping my soulmate in another universe is thinking of me how I think of him. Him clicking on this video to dwell in his sorrows just the same as me, wishing and hoping we could meet someday outside of our dreams. That he thinks I’m the one who isn’t real, and slips away at thoughts of me the same way I do of him. How he tries and tries again and again but fails to reach me in any possible way. But we both know we’ll never actually meet eachother. That we are only figments of each others fantasies. That’s what truly hurts the most.

Helder, your playlists are the only way I can get through the terrible books assigned to my students by my state English curriculum.

I met someone who I fell in love with on first sight. I should never have, but here I am. I messed up and I am scared to lose him. When I am with him I feel like the world is blooming and everything brightens. I feel my heart dancing when I see him. His voice sings in my head.

This playlist... The exact feeling... Thank u

Every night yt would recommend me these kind of peaceful playlist... really help me sleep

Dancing with someone without a reflection

To listen to this music, dancing through the night from one hallway to another in a palace as the enchanting candlelight flickers, cascading its light upon you. Imagine dancing through the night like Cinderella did with her Prince Charming on the evening where they first met. The feeling doesn't need to be love at first sight, but the bond that is shared between the two of you is unlike anything you've felt before. Perhaps it is wishful thinking to dream about a life like that in the modern world, the tendency of following the herd. Until you step back, to embrace a world of fantasy that others call cliche, but to you it is anything but a blissful experience.

This is gaining likes as im listening to it, deserved. 💗

this struck a cord in me i didnt even know existed just this raw feeling i feel as if i could grab it and it slips through my fingers

I don’t know but if it’s weird to feel happy and hurt at the same time? Imagine dancing with “someone that doesn’t exist” is happy cuz I knew I love them. They will hold you tight and tell you that “everything will be ok”. But it hurts when you know you can’t have them. They will live forever in your imagination with all the greatest things that they can give you. Just to soothe your lonely heart and sorrow.

How bitter it feels; to see that the deepest desire of human beings is to connect, sincerely. We imagine old fashioned ways, dream of nostalgic times of purity and innocence, yet we search for validation fast, act in a hurry, rushing the essence of meaningful bonds, destroying even our own fantasy. Manifestation comes from the emotions, if so.. Perhaps, we will find each other, if we drop the ego..

This playlist is exactly how I'm feeling right now. Ever since last year when I first turned Fifteen, I've been having mainly dreams of a boy, and we would often go outside in the forest and play around like in a fairytale. To be honest, it did feel like a fairytale. Although I didn't have a clear image of his face, or haven't seen it at all, it feels like I have seen him for years ongoing. When the dream is about to end and I wake up to the next day, I still feel his presence around me for some reason, I feel this feeling in my chest and the warmth of him. And every single night I go to sleep, I go back to the same moment before I woke up in the previous night in my dream with him, and it just continues on until my birthday, and I never seen him again. I still think about him to this day.

Lately I have stopped remembering my dreams as often as I used to when I wake up. But I still have a few that I remember as if they are memories. And this one is one I do not think I'll ever forget. It started off with me standing in a field of grass looking at the night sky and then a girl saw me and invited me in her group of friends to hang around. I accepted and then we started spending time together, we did all sorts of fun activities which eventually lead me to get to know more about all of them. I felt a connection with them as if they were real people that I actually spent time with. But then the world began having small random earthquakes which they ignored and I ignored as well at first. It was a mild disturbance, but as time passed they would get more and more powerful. I began to notice that whenever an earthquake would happen, my friends would not get scared but rather be saddened as if they knew something that I did not. And that eventually lead me to confront the girl who asked me to join their group at the start to tell me what is it that they are hiding from me. She had a sad expression on her face when I asked her but also gave me the feeling that she knew that I would eventually ask. She looked towards the others and some of them shook their head, a few nodded, some cried and some were silent and just watched. The decision to tell me everything was left to her. And she decided to do it since she felt like she at least owed me this explanation. She then took me to a bench to sit down and talk and began by telling me that she knew she was in my dream, she knew that I was the cause of this dream even if I was not aware of it. But for her this was not a dream, it was her reality, her world. And it was not just her, everyone knew and felt the same. The reason that they first invited me to their group was so that I would not easily change this dream. To have some sort of control over me which was disguised with distractions by doing all of those activities that we did in the past. But they knew they were stalling the inevitable and the earthquakes were signs of that, signs of me waking up. She knew the consequence of telling me all of this, by making me aware that I was dreaming she accelerated the process of me waking up. And it did, everything began turning white around us. She told me that even though at first all of it was fake, eventually it wasn't. We were all having fun. Towards the end, she was crying and telling me that she was sorry and to not forget them. Then I woke up. I have never hated myself for waking up from a dream. I have regretted waking up from some dreams and wishing I didn't but I think this was my first time I hated myself for waking up. If I could have controlled it I wouldn't have done it that way. All I did was listen, didn't even say goodbye. This dream broke me for a while, spent the whole week processing what happened and now its been over 5 years since then and I still think about it from time to time. Looking back on it now, I also think it is still the only time I had other conscious people in my dream that were aware that everything that was happening was a dream. I've had plenty of lucid dreams but this one was different, I didn't have control over it. And I knew that I couldn't go back to sleep after it ended. I cannot recreate that world and meet those people again. Even if I try I know it is fake.

thannk you for the upload. You are my new go to when I need music while reading/writing.

We dined late into the night, then danced until the wee hours of the mourning, somehow knowing it'd be the last, we would see of one another.

i love all of you guys 😭😭😭

I keep dreaming of seeing the person I love and everytime the dream ends I immediately remember that I cant be with them nor can I say to them how I feel because if I do then I'll lose my best friend. I want to move on from having this love to another, so that I may continue loving my friend but not the same way I do now.