do you remember those sweet memories of ours?

Hey there. What are you doing here so late? Can't sleep? Ah. Coming to cry in the middle of the night. I get that. It feels nice to do that, so I understand. Take all the time you need. You know, I just happened to find you stumble upon the video where I'm taking a break. Wanna sit down for a while? Tell me about what's bothering you? Oh, don't worry about me. I don't find you annoying. I wanna be here for you. I'll try to help as best as I can. I won't judge you. Everyone has their own story. Ah, that sucks. I can't begin to imagine how you must feel. You're so tough for getting through all of that. I'm so proud of you for not giving up. Of course I understand. One broken soul to another. I just want to remind you. No matter how hard it gets, please stay strong. Take care of yourself. You can't go into a battle already wounded. You can't wave the white flag without trying your hardest. This will all be over soon. And hey. If you ever need to take another break, I'm always here. Helping people is my specialty. They always find their way, one way or another. You can come sit down with me any time. I'll try to lend some advice, or just an ear to listen. And if this is your last time visiting me, I'm proud of you. My job is done. Go take on life with all your energy, and remember that you have one soul always cheering you on. You'll always have my support. I can't wait to see the great things you'll achieve. Before you go... I love you. <3

everyone making scenarios me: 👁👄👁*waiting for someone to put tracklist 📝*

,,Do you remember those sweet memories of ours?" I asked him with tears in my eyes, while I thought about his warm apperance, the lovely hugs he gave me, the beautiful way he made me feel and the butterflies, which surroundet us when I was with him. He was my saver from a too painful world, he made me feel happy and no other person could make me feel like this again.,,I'll never stop loving you" I said, while my world fell apart and I wondered if the Pain that I feel will ever stop. Bevor a thunderstorm of tears would rule over me I said my last goodbye and left the graveyard.

This can have so many different interpretations. You’re sad? This comforts you. You’re calm? It makes you think. You’re happy? It’s nostalgic. So many feelings..

This reminds me of my childhood. I don't know why, but it does. Not quite enough to bring the tears, but enough to make me sad. I miss being a little kid, without worries or cares. When everything was perfect. What's kind of ironic is when you're a kid, all you want is to grow up and have control. But once you've grown up, all you want is to be a kid. To feel innocent again, happy again, carefree again, loved again, and to be relieved of the burden life gives you... But anyways, thank you for this. I really appreciate this music.

And the last stage of grief… acceptance.

"Do you remember those sweet memories of ours?" "all too well... "

"Do you remember those sweet memories of ours?" I said with tears in my eyes. He said "No, who are you? I don't remember you" he said in confusion. "Grandpa.. how can you forget me?. We used to play together all the time and go everywhere.. Until you had work. It all changed." " dear, i may not know you but you will always have a special place in my heart. He said.

its funny how this song (ylang ylang) was his favorite. i remember we were allowed to put on music as long as it was calm, in our art school. he put on this and said it was his favorite song ever, that it comforted him. i smiled and murmured it was indeed quite comforting. i think about two months later we hung out together after art school. it was in december, so it got dark around the time we got outside. it started raining and he had a music player with him. you know, one of those little boxes. he put on this song again and we ended up dancing in the rain together because we'd have to get wet anyway.

"A memory is just like a tape, it always replays whenever you think of it. You will never forget it, it will always be there. Stored away as new recordings arise, memories are truly special." -my mom...<3

- Кудрявый, а ты помнишь, как мы убегали от стаи бешеных собак? В ответ молчание. - Кудрявый? - снова спросил Хиспер и посмотрел вниз, где от его друга уже не осталось и следа. Даже капли крови.

"I only have one request. Please remember me with a blank expression so you can forget my happy and sad times."

he was such a pretty boy i loved his pure eyes, his sweet soft voice and his beautiful hair. oh boy his smile was a cure to any sickness. our moments together were even better. his soft warm hands holding mine. he was my first love, he made me believe in love. he was an amazing boy. but you know, nothing lasts forever.

You know I've realized something. No matter how you feel when you cry, you'll have grief in you. If you cry about something happy, it's usually comfort from grief or pain.

Whenever I see you, these words flutter into my head — like a flock of migrating birds during the slow approach of winter. Only, these thoughts aren’t slow, they’re quick and heart-wrenching. “Do you still remember those sweet memories of ours?” I whispered softly, gazing into hazel eyes as my hands gripped onto the edge of the wooden vanity. Sometimes I wish the reflection in the mirror was you, instead of me. The pair of eyes that glanced my way, but never stopped to fully have a look. I don’t want you to just gaze at me. No, I want you to look at me. I want to see your enchanting emerald eyes turn my way, looking at me for more than a second. I want to see you smile again, not from others but from me. I know that might sound selfish, but I can’t stop this aching pain in my chest. I want to see your beautiful, genuine smile. The smile that always lifted me from the terrifying abyss of my emotions. We used to be so close, how could we fall apart so soon? How could I let you slip out of my grasp? I slammed my fist onto the wooden desk of the vanity, the mirror rattled with a clatter. Teardrops fell onto the wooden surface like rain, uncontrollable, soft and quick. “Do you still remember those sweet memories of ours?” I said again, this time my voice trembled and cracked. Needles stabbed my throat with dryness as I sobbed. I know you’ll never speak to me again, so why does fate always make me see you?

Readings others comments made me tear up...😭

And suddenly, all the songs were about him.

Extraordinary person reading this, you are not define by your circumstance or your past. It’s not what happened to you that determines your success in life; it is how you deal with those circumstances that determines your success in life! You are strong, you are capable and practice forgiveness (Forgiveness is for you) and gratitude everyday. This will change the course of your life forever! Love you always and I believe in you wholeheartedly

Thank you for this playlist as I stumbled across it and a strangely good timing in my life. I have this family friend even since I was a child. We were so young back then that I hazily vaguely remember his face and what clothes he used to wear, so after a long time of not seeing him I forgotten what he sounded like. For him, it was vest versa. However, I remembered the emotions on how he made me smile and laugh when we were children. Now years later, I met this boy nicknamed R for now at a family friend camping trip. Turns out that R was him. The funny part was we didn't even know it as me and R talked we began a new friendship and grown very close to each other. So close that we were tip-toeing the line between best find and crush, and I would have love to be his lover. So we started exchange personal stories. It was was strange as a lot of our lives were very similar to mental states to how we reacted to things. Then missing friends story showed up, we thought that may it was just by chance. So we tried to help each other find clues on who the other was looking for with any leads we could find. We didn't realized that we were the childhood friend we were missing till I was grade ten and he was grade nine. We found photos of child us on our parents facebooks and then it clicked. The friend we were searching for all this time was each other. Some time as past since then...we are still friends. We never become lovers as when we confessed we were unfortunately were dating another person so we turned each other down. Those people we dated, I couldn't believe it but they were very toxic people. And to imagine that he had to go though something similar pains me. So we never dated each other, but vowed to at least remain at each other side in times of need. We were the other secret keeper. So friends..just not close, I can feel the void between me and him. It gets bigger as he moves on to better things and move on with life. I am happy for him so I show my support subtle on. the side. Even some of the other family friends we were with always imagined that we would end up together as they saw the chemistry, so when we no longer talked. The others took noticed and asked me what was the matter. I just told them, I simply didn't know. But I did. I knew all of it. I can't do anything, so I do what I do every time if I miss his presence. I start remembering all the happy times I had, all the moments, the warmth of laughter. I don't know how child me forgotten his voice. Because it sounds beautiful when he is smiling, it holds so much emotion and consideration. Like he knows that I do not like sudden loud noises so when he talks to me he will natural lower his voice as I also speak in a whisper like volume natural. He is not dead and is living in good health. I see him periodly from some family friends gatherings, but it is like our once close bond is gone. So I miss him dearly, but all I can do is just smile and silently cheer him on though life.

Funny how random internet people treat me more loved than my family.