i had 14 missing assignments and have not slept for 5 days straight i now have all my stuff finished with perfect A's and 5 hours of sleep a day thank you
For real even tho i when i was in school i had a in ear headset and had classical music on it and everytime they found out and i couldn’t have it during exams(music) i had blackouts or was to panicking and yeh i wish to man
Listening to this because my dad made me do homework instead of running outside in the rain. God why are assignments more important than my life all I’ve wanted for months now was to dance in the rain Edit: guys I’m fine school is just part of life and I was feeling angsty when I wrote the comment💀
The fact that I commented this almost a year ago has me baffled. Feels like it was just yesterday. I’m in a much better state of mind than I was then… crazy to think.
The violin is the violence. The harp is a heart racing. The piano is the anxiety anticipation. I can hear the fear/shock mixed in between each instrument. I can see a girl being caught with her lover. She regrets it all. She is being took away from the love of her life. She isn’t allowed to see him anymore . She broke the rules and is now running away and can’t stop running from this nightmare of a “life”. The hills so high and covered with long fields of grass, but she needs to reach the top to let out the anger/hatred she has for her family. She knows she’s in trouble. But can’t stop running upwards, the family are all searching for her whilst she continues. It starts to rain and the family travel on their horse/carriage to search for her. Whilst they get more people in the town to go looking, she is so near. Eventually... she makes it to the top. Her mum waiting irritably at home to hear an update on where she could be, she grads a portait of them together to show people. Light brown hair, big blue eyes. She falls,falls and falls. Not thinking of the consequences . Her hair dances in the wind below the ground beneath her. Time beings to slow down, a tear leaves her face on the long journey down. Her skirts blows softly in the wind. The horse trample on wet patches that begin to grow bigger as the rain falls from the dark sky. The kettle is boiling at home, her mum makes for everyone coming back home. The love of her life knew where she’d be,whilst running to the hill ,he sees her falling. A thud hits his throat/chest,he falls to his knees grabbing the ground for support.He tries to run to her but his legs are too weak.
Ooh, may I write a book about this? I’ve been trying to find a good storyline for my first book but I couldn’t think of any. This would be perfect. I’m not sure if the book is going to turn out super good I also don’t know how long it’s going to take. But this is already an amazing story, but I think I need your approval first. May I write a book about this?
@@princessstar2981 I'm a Catholic myself and that was not the intention? I said oh my fricking gosh instead of whatever you thought. Please don't assume without knowing :)
this makes me create a new scenario in my head where my next door guy played this song and I was dancing alone in my room while it was raining and where everything started between us 🥀🌧️
Same but mine was. This song played in the castle ballroom. The wind and rain stormed on while I watched from the doorway to the ballroom the person I cared so deeply for was dancing with the one he loved. People cheered them on while I faded away like a good memory. One lost to the future unable to return.
k idk if anyone else here is a maladaptive daydreamer but lemme tell you this shit is *perfect* to zone out to for multiple hours and just go full-on fantasy mode
While this song played this story went through my head This song played in the castle ballroom. The wind and rain stormed on while I watched from the doorway to the ballroom the person I cared so deeply for was dancing with the one he loved. People cheered them on while I faded away like a good memory. One lost to the future unable to return.
Imagine: I am sitting there, on my desk doing work. It's all I do every damn day. Every day is the same. I can hear him play. He plays wonderful. He always have. I have loved his playing since the day we met us. I could listen to his music all day and never get bored of it. It feels like I am free. Like his music takes all my worries and problems away. I stand up and go to the door of my room. The corridor is empty like it always have been. But it's still so full of his music. I can hear the sound getting louder as I am nearing his door. Now I am in front of his door. Just one thin door between us. What would have happened if I had opened the door? Would we be together again? Would he forgive me? Would I forgive him? I guess I will never know the answer to my questions because I never went in. I leaned on his door. I kneeled on the floor, full of hope he would notice that I was there. That I was there listening to his magical music. And that I was there full of memories of both of us together. Together... I can't really remember when it was the last time we kissed. The last time we laughed. The last time we talked. The last time we just sat there and he played on his piano and I was there, listening to it. We never needed words to communicate. We just needed each other. We against the world. But now look at us... Apart from each other because of one little thing. One little thing we would had never thought of until it separated us. Separated us from the only thing we ever loved. Each other. A tear rolls down my cheek. I cannot longer hide it. That it breaks me. It breaks me that we no longer act like lovers instead we act like strangers. Why? Why? Why? Why does it have to be so difficult? Why can't we just live happy ever after? Why do we have to live apart? So many questions but who is going to answer them? Again a question without an answer. I hate it. I hate him. I hate myself. I hate this situation. And I hate that it is not true. I hate that I do not hate him. I hate that I know that he is the right person for me. We are perfect together. However, it was not the right time for us to shine. Maybe in another life we will be together. Maybe. I accept our destiny but it does not mean that I like it. No I hate it. And I hate to see him everyday again and again. I can still hear his music. He played ever since our break up. I know he does that for me. So I do not feel all alone. But it does not cheer me up anymore, it makes me even sadder now. Now that I know I will have to live without him for the rest of my life. I stand up. I cannot do this any longer. I cannot live like this forever. If we cannot live together than I want to erase him. Erase him from my memories. Erase him forever. I start to run. The music is fades as I run away from it. I can barely here it anymore. And I start to feel free. When I see the doors to my freedom I cannot help but smile. Smile because I know this will be another part of my life. A part without pain. A part with just happiness. This is it. This is where I will begin to live again. It is raining. The rain looks like tears. Like those thousands of tears I have cried on him. Cried because of him. I start to concentrate, thinking about every single memory we have build up together. It hurts. It hurts so bad. And now this is the part where it is going to hurt even more. I have to let them free. I have to let them fade. I have to let go... "Where am I?"
If I made some spelling or grammar mistakes don't stop yourself from telling me😅 I am not an English native speaker that's why I don't know if the grammar is correct. Thank you for reading
@@casper4561 Tysm❤️ I thought about starting an account on Wattpad but I want to finish a story first before uploading it you know but still thank you:))
YASSS!!! The second it started playing I knew this will become my favorite. The rain, the music - it's my ideal day. Now I'm ready to study for the NCLEX
Im almost failing my junior year in hs, currently finishing about 15+ assignments before next week and Im pretty stressed out rn. Glad I am here finishing it in peace... pray for me
@@anthonygaleano2185 I am glad you didnt ,im going thru some shitty time also but we gotta try and we gotta belive it will be better than this man *just keep pushing,so am I*
I have 11 tests in 6 days. And it is stressing me immensely. Luckily I’ve had 3 of them already but there’s still 8 to go in 4 days so I’m really glad I’ve found this. It really takes my mind of the things that are yet to come and let’s me focus on whatever subject is in front of me. So, thank you, it’s much appreciated :)
I don't know if anyone will see this comment, but today I am extremely happy. I came across this song almost a year ago and I loved it so much. After a few months this song helped me get out of a dark place and eventually I stopped listening to it and forgot about it because I no longer needed it. I'm deep in that dark place again and I remembered this song but sadly forgot the name. I've been racking my brain for weeks, and today, at the most random time, it just popped into my head. I've been listening to it non-stop and letting it fill me up with daydreams and contentment :)
This playlist inspired me to learn experience on the piano and feel like the main character who is suffering and doesn't know what to do next so he just plays and drifts in the waters of the melody.🥀
You know, I really struggle with concentrating and staying focused so music helps me, but not every kind of music... (I think I may have ADHD but I'll wait till I can see a therapist) This piece always helped me but only for some time but this actually made me finish my essay for german class without losing track once. So thank you for this it's really helpful
I can see her dancing her pain away as the cold rain numbs the soreness of her muscles. I can see the love in her heart and the tears in her eyes. I can see her imagination of her dancing with him in a violent dance of beating the odds. Facing it, running it and pushing through it. I can see her falling only to get up, pushing through, seeing the sliver of light the sun shinning through the clouds. The pain gone, peace replaced standing in the rain. With only wants and dreams of him standing by her wishing he was once again with her of long ago. Opening her eye in the sun to see him smiling, looking at her with love and joy, being held in the sun lite rain, finally free from the hands of hate. The embrace of a century. A goodbye of a year and a hello of today. The kiss of tomorrow.
I have a neurological condition called Synesthesia which basically means that when u use one sense another also gets activated. In my case I can *see* music. And leme tell u *This song is BEAUTIFUL* 💜❤💙🎵🎶🎼
I've had synesthesia all my life (70 years), and I see the words people speak, as well as the notes being played in any musical piece. I also cannot stand improper grammar and lazy "spelling" (u, leme), it also being visible in my mind as clunky chunks of concrete---and reading what you wrote is very ugly and is a huge gray headache.
Thank you for this sir/maam. I really appreciate you for this I really like falling asleep to peaceful music and rain. And you gave me my favorite song and rain together thank you:)♡
Hello I listen to this all the time and I wanted to thank you for that. I have a request you dont have to do it but it's just an idea I wanted to see if you can do. Would you be able to do runaway on piano in another room when it's raining. I fell in love with runaway on piano but i dont really know how to do this anyway thank you and good night!
si algún día te arrepientes de algo, quieres llorar, pero no puedes porque tus ojos están secos escucha esto y verás como tus ojos estallan como la lluvia de fondo
my heart hurts. The only thing I think of while listening to this is those bad memories. Losing a friend.Losing my family. Losing myself. In thought. In dreams and visions. What I wish would happen. How I wish things were. I love this reality but my true reality, my true home is hogwarts. And yes I'm relating this to harry potter and hogwarts.But that's were I belong. Thats were I'm truly meant to be.I was born in a different place and reality. 💔😥
The winds grew strong and the trees branches crashed into each other. I laid on the field, on wet grass watching the trees fight with their branches as the rain hit my body over and over and over again till I was wet and cold but yet I didn't care. I wondered what it would be like to be free, free like the trees and the animals I see hiding from the storm that's to come upon us. I wish to be free like them and I wish to see the world in a whole different way not the way they want me to see because I know there hiding something from me and I know that this world has so much more than what they have told me. Lol I can't tell whether this is good or not😂
My grandfather passed away yesterday evening, I didn't sleep since then, too many rituals, 8 missing assignments, exams are coming soon, and I'm well aware that I'm not getting any rest for the next 11 days... Another year wasted but more wasted than the previous one.
Listening to this because I'm depressed, sad, emotionally messed up, I have Suicidal thoughts almost everyday. I was bullied for 12 years, my dad left me, I don't have a gf, I'm 20 years old. Family issues, no job, no money, no ambition, no motivation, no responsibility, anger issues. I just want to feel relieved. :) thanks for listening
@@arhamhashmi1717 I realised what the problem was with me. I was being a bitch. I still feel the same way 2 years ago now when I wrote that. But I don't just sit around and do nothing about. I'm actually changing my life now and quit acting weak.
Sorry but this need to be said This vid gives me “dancing with your family enemie’s son outside the ball room crying cuz you can’t me with them publicly” I’m sorry
I thought of many things I could say to you, when we awoke. How much of a loser you were for coming back for me, the way you tried to block me from the shots with that little fragile body of yours, thinking that would protect us both. But my body moved before my eyes were open. Crawling across the beds, my arms reached for you, and our limbs became tangled. Our eyes finally met, as you spoke. "God, I am so sorry." That was the second thing you said to me. The first was my name.
