you fell in love with a writer, so you will never die [ dark academia playlist ] 

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“Even though the echoes of her laughter had long departed from this world, she lived on silently in every page of his books. Sometimes, when he held his pages against his chest, he could feel her slender fingers toying with his hair again, the warmth of her eyes and body colliding with his. How could he let Death shatter the bond that had intertwined their souls for eternity?”

Being a writer is the best thing in the world, you live your dream in your own writings, and you become intensly euphoric.

always the artist, never the muse

I fell in love with a writer. Her words carried me away to the sea. She is gone now and I am left with the buzzards and seagulls. My plan is to fly away with them when the weather is right.

I feel like the people on this planet forgot what's essential. Genuine human connection and love for each other and yourself. Sometimes I feel burdened to bring those values that are mine to others. It can be tiring, but in the end there is always someone that will appreciate that and then connect with you

became a writer just to bring my favourite fictional character back to life

It had been years since she left, since her laugh had been heard, and her embrace felt. But every time he held his books and read through the worn pages that he had so carefully written and gone back to, he read his love for her and remembered every detail. The way her hair shined, how her smile was so bright, and the way her eyes glistened in the light. He could almost feel her there. She continued to live in his books, throughout those worn pages. But the time had passed, and she wasn't there.

*_"She stared at the night sky, her red locks brighter than the sun, her skin as pale as the moon and her eyes as deep as the night sky. Her sad expression contrasting the way she smiled, broke my heart. The way she spoke, the way she moved, the way she laughed, would never be forgettable. The way she would always go out of her way to make others happy is why i first loved her. She would love me unconditionally, even if i had secrets. -I love her alot-, unconditionally i thought. I always had an illusion:_* *_we were -perfect-._* *_But he, he is different. He made me feel in such ways i wouldve never imagined, he challenged me, we fought alot, but in the end, it was worth it, as we would make up. We would talk all night, about books. He made me feel alive in many ways, and i laughed every time. The way his eyes would crinkle when he would smile, and the way he would never judge me, always made me happier, to be myself around him, not caring about being perfect, but now, as i lay on the ground, blood oozing out of my body, i couldnt help but feel sorrow, about the life i would lose, how i would not feel that same happiness being with him._* *_How i shall never see his beautiful long brown curly locks, his eyes as green as emeralds, his smile as warm as sunshine and his talks as socratic as a philosopher. I smile longingly into the dark starry sky, as i slowly closed my eyes. I will finally be at peace"_* Part of my novel where the character dies. Im not a good writer 😅, but i finally came up with an inspiration because of this. Hope you liked it.

You fell in love with a writer, thus I proclaim you immortal this story I write, scheming and dreaming, plot oh so tortile And I know when I die, you will find you cannot eternity has bound you, through art you've been bought Do not be stricken with terror, tremble not my darling dear though forever dancing through my stories, you'll find rest, don't fear Lay your beautiful head on my chest, let me admire you to the grave though tied to my soul, it is I who am your slave Love me onward, love you as you've shown you do every thought and sentence I write will prove I love you too Because I am a writer, you've escaped the sin of being human in the hauntings of decay, you'll still be flawless, my lovely numen

*Dark academia music is like delving into the depths of melancholy and introspection, each note echoing with the weight of profound emotions and nostalgic yearning*

POV: Our lives against time. Hope you'll like it.

I tried to distinguish the letters, in vain. The book had been drenched in the ocean. The words were melting on the crumbled pages. “That’s too bad, it was a wonderful story. Still no one will ever get to read it again.” “Do you remember it ?” Asked my friend. “I do remember most of it. But I can’t say what words the author used exactly.” “Well then, you could write it again, in your own words. One day someone will read it with bright new eyes, and this story will be brought back to life. That story might have ended for you, but it is about to start for someone else. As long as people will keep opening the first page, it will never get old. My dear friend, I might just be a memory to you, but someone in this very moment, is hearing my words for the first time.” My friend handed me a pen. “Now it’s time to write it down.” “How strange. This story wouldn’t have been able to exist if it wasn’t for the end.”

The dangling earrings she wore complimented her smile. It felt as if she gave all a warm hug in glowing amber lamplight. Yet, when her gaze reaches yours with the same smile. You feel as though you were meant to be vulnerable...

I can already tell this playlist is an absolute banger just by listening to the first piece.

I am the writer; she is my muse. Her transcendent beauty cries out to be immortalized on my pages. Only the love I feel for her, my Fiss, can capture her loveliness. Sadly, all of the pages in the world could never portray her as angelic as she is. I have already written volumes upon volumes upon volumes of her beauty, and no matter how many more I write, her absolute perfection always escapes my pen.

Or, a writer fell in love with you, so she will never live...

No one could ever know how i truly feel For the fear of humiliation, betrayal It envelopes my thoughts And scenarios sprint through my head A million miles an hour, never less Of what would happen if I trust someone Who unfortunately results to be deemed untrustworthy

The title sounded like Dostoevsky, awwwwwwwwwwwww thats so romantic!!

The love of my life died 3 years ago, but every person I meet knows her name and her story. She comes alive in the pages I write and the verses I sing and the prayers I pray. Someday the whole world will know her name. I love you Nikki ❤

"He put on his hand on her cold face, the tears dropping by his eyes, the scene was scary. The woman's heart, doens't beats anymore, she was dead. All the love that they improve to each other, was fail, he was devasted, sad... They should be togheter until the world finish, to the eternity! So.. Why? Why she died? The worst.. In his hands. He couldn't look anymore to her face, he let the body on the ground, looked to the sky, it started raining.. When somebody dies, always starts to rain."

*Dark academia tracks possess a certain timeless elegance, transporting listeners to a world where every chord tells a story of love, loss, and the pursuit of knowledge*

I met him in 2009. We were in the same school, and I used to wait for him to arrive at the bus in the morning every day just to see him. When he didn’t show up, I used to cry, even though he didn’t even notice me back then. I just loved his presence, vibe, and energy. I became his sister’s best friend, and she knew that I had feelings for him without even telling her. After several years, we saw each other. I don’t remember how it happened, but I was a completely different person. I worked on myself and lost 50 kilos. But in that era of time, I wasn’t interested in him. This time he was the one who was in love. He tried to approach me, but I rejected him because I was talking to another guy. He even talked to my older sister, telling her to watch out for the guy that I used to date back then, because he wanted to be with me. I didn’t continue with the new guy, and yes, Rami was right, he was an asshole. After a year, he reached out to me. We saw each other, but it was super weird. I wasn’t myself because I didn’t feel okay at that time, we were both young and on a journey to self-discovery. I last saw him in 2018, and he moved to Germany. Last month by accident, I passed by his neighborhood, and I noticed that my love for him is real. I just felt his presence and felt nostalgic. I got back home and talked to him. I instantly followed his Instagram account and sent him "I miss you." He replied after an hour, telling me that he missed me and if I could come to Germany. But I didn’t know if he was serious about it, so we continued talking that day and then I knew that he is the love of my life. I wish that I had accepted and kissed him back when he tried, and I wish he knew how much I love him. After 15 years, I still love him. With his flaws, insecurities, everything… even the things that he is embarrassed about, I love it.

"Even though years past the sound of her voice still rocked me to sleep. The feel of her skin against mine, the intoxicating taste of her lips. They said I'd more on, there are plenty of fish in the sea but what shall I do; when I am blinded by one? Time etches by but I miss her more than tales may say, that's why I vow this oath," Syr said to herself as she drew up a map. Each stroke more volant and anxious than the last! Piles of paper tower on the floor as she swears this one will be the one, but how must she know? People tell her they aren't to even exist and still? She remembers the night that Amy left her as if it was yesterday... "She didn't run away," Syr muttered throwing yet another paper to the floor with a groan. As if on que to saver her from her mind a knock hit her door over and over, a tap growing into pounding.... And in seconds, Syr was gone.

I'm a writer...I love writing...all my love I've been writing...cause...I'm a writer. That being said, this playlist makes me feel sick because my talent is never been appreciated by my mother. She never supported me, this is why I'm working at McDonald but no...I'm not giving up, I shall not. One day, someone, in this lost world, will recognize my talent and I will scream to a piece of paper what's in my deepest sweet soul.

Neither we are good at singing Nor at communicating Just a simplistic with a pure heart We are just a writer The eternity in emotions we feel Jot down upon a paper And express without a spoken word But, a flood of emotions Precise them into some form of writing- poems. What you know? It's the incessant ocean of dull or vivid feelings We are just a writer Express to paper with a pen - experiencing the gravtiy of our moods. - A less acknowledged, ignored writer

I was studying peacefully when the playlist started playing... I began to envision amazing stories as I dissociated into an alternate reality. I left the books and started writing, fueled by inspiration, haha. I love ur playlist, thx

absolutely brilliant title. simply gorgeous. 🖤

Its so beautiful that a youtube video with music inspired people kust because of its title to write poems, texts or their favorite quotes in this comment section

so wonderful... please dont stop sharing this kind of music. love it!!

Notes that , like snowflakes , refresh the hot face from the ascent to the summit. The vast spectacle that unfolds in front of us , shines with vivid hues and our soul is light!. " Helderboutens , what an enveloping playlist! Like a long , warm hug ...

Okay you make the best classical music playlists 😭

Wonderful title and metaphor, together with beautiful music

This was a beautiful playlist!

11:03-14:02 I wish I knew the name of this song. It’s absolutely beautiful.

this playlist is one for eternities

Thanks for sharing!

The fact that my crush likes to write novels🥺🥺🥺

Became a writer so we'll always be together, even if it's just in words

My dog will never die. He will forever be engraved in this book of mine, forever existing on each page, running the world in circles together with me. He captivated my heart when he barked at me with his precious eyes - oh how I wish I could paint it straight from my memory. As odd as it sounds, tail wagging reminded me of that inner happiness I had as a child. He fell first, and I fell deeper for him.

💐 flowers blooming everywhere every-->where. Thank you.

oh, I’m very glad that you post videos so often! I'm also glad to be a listener to your new playlist💘💌

I just discovered your channel just know. I hope you are doing wonderful. Because you are doing wonderful.

She wrote a book of our story, but I'm not allowed to read it. And even then, I'm afraid to do so

the echoes may fade away but don't let them fade away from your heart.

48:18 Jess and Gabriel If you know, you know ❤

anyone else listening to this while writing?

Inspiring

Muy bonito

ganda helder chefe

Hummm... ❤️ 🌱 Thank you so much!

I'm the writer who fell for him, yet he'll never know, but he will live on in my words

the name title is beautiful like the music

Good ❤

I fell in love with (and married) a fhalf wit I'm going to die right on time

BELLÍSIMO..SIN DUDA LA LLEGADA DE ESTA MUSICA ES LA SORPRESA DEL MOMENTO ESPECIAL🙌 ✨"LEER UNA CARTA ..DE AMOR ES CASI DEL PASADO ..QUIEN PUEDA RECIBIR Y GUARDAR UNA EN ESTAS EPOCAS ES SIN DUDA UNA PERSONA ESPECIALMENTE FELIZ...🤍

I fell in love with him knowing I will never die I never thought he'd leave, which is why I fucking cry I wish that he would come back so I can quell this pain All I know is that he keeps driving me insane I'll never know that he was not the one for me It's scary cuz I love him and I want him to see I wonder where he is I think about him all the time I hope he is okay because I want to see him inside my Dream, inside of my dream Inside my dream Mama she made a girl Inside of my dream Inside my dream Inside of my ('/l-O-V-E's just another'); Word I never learned to pronounce My name is F13 I want a f"""ing gun. I want to s'''' you all until you're f"""ing gone. I want to be alone until the day I die, I never Wanna see her face here again. My name is (S)64 I got a f***ing gun. I'm gonna s'''' him until he's fucking gone, and I see I wanna be alone with you for all time, and yet I Never wanna see you again. ... I'm gonna kick and scream until I get away I'm on the right track babe, I wasn't born to behave, and you see You're never gonna get a real hold on me, but I'm Fairly certain that you're never gonna leave my fucking damn Dream Please leave my dream Please leave my L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to (pro) Dream, please tell me what you Mean, just tell me what you mean No need to make a scene, just tell me what you Mean, just tell me what you mean. You can tell me anything Just don't make a scene

I am waiting for a ghost. One summer, he will come back to me as a human being. I want to send all my loving words to him, over the ocean, more than 5000 miles of bird fly... anh yeu, em yeu anh.

Listen to this original love song. BLUE IN MY HEART BLUE IN MY SOUL (C)2006 james monahan original songs.

This is so painfully Addie LaRue coded oh my god

You will never die 🫠🫠🫠

feeling like fanny brawne

it should actually say a writer fell in love with you, so you will never die

Bruh needs to marry a cameraman, cuz the cameraman never dies 😏

Oh, dear.

What´s the name of the song in minute 25:45 ?

What is the name of the song that starts at 11:03?

I'm open to you. Why holdback emotions

SOMEONE TELL ME NOW WHAT IS THE NAME OF THE PIECE OF MUSIC AT ABOUT 31:40

I have always wanted to be a writer, but life had other plans for me.

william shakespeare's not marble nor gilded monuments

Shouldn't be "a writer fell in love with you, so you'll never die"?

I've written, edited, formatted, designed, and self-published ~420,000 words and 250+ illustrations (three of six in my hexalogy). The remaining three books in the series launch over 2024-2026. There's even original music themes, example V.O., and many pre-vis videos to help people to get a taste of everything regarding "Diamond Dragons". Unfortunately, despite all of this, I won't be around long enough to enjoy the bulk of people's reactions--if any. That was always expected, though. :) Not everyone has coin, connections, crews, clout, computer code, control, communities, and opportunities. "Reflect upon the Past. Embrace your Present. Orchestrate our Futures." --Artemis (DD3) 🐲✨🐲✨🐲✨

the title of this video gives English major^-^

Name song 07:38

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