but something touched me deep inside

I miss how innocent we were at the start. Back when it was just you and I, back when you were still a boy and I was still a little girl. Back when you could never dare to hurt me, and when I thought I saw the world in your eyes. I miss how captivated we used to be and back when the chase was the best thing that had happened to us. I miss how you used to stare into my eyes and I could feel that warmth deep inside my body. I miss how you couldn’t even bare to touch my skin, and how fragile you used to treat me. I miss us before we both turned something so precious, so ugly. When I was only yours and you were only mine.
—  e-luding 
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American Pie ~ The True Meaning ~ Day The Music Died by Don McLean

A long, long time ago…
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.

But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ Whiskey and Rye
Singin’, “this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die.”

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ‘n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin’,
“bye-bye, miss American Pie.”
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ Whiskey and Rye
And singin’, “this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die.”

Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while Lennon read a book of Marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
“bye-bye, miss American Pie.”
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ Whiskey and Rye
And singin’, “this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die.”

Helter Skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
“bye-bye, miss American Pie.”
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ Whiskey and Rye
And singin’, “this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die.”

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
“bye-bye, miss American Pie.”
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ Whiskey and Rye
And singin’, “this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die.”

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
“bye-bye, miss American Pie.”
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ Whiskey and Rye
Singin’, “this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die.”

They were singing,
“bye-bye, miss American Pie.”
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ Whiskey and Rye
Singin’, “this’ll be the day that I die.”

My first Iwaoi fan art!!! I fell hard for these two idiots… this time is not inspired by one fan art in particular, but by many of them…so I decided to make a Iwaoi master list of my favorites! I found all of these to be so in character, and so perfect T^T ( most of them are quite long! Because long Fics are the best *^*)

“We shine like diamonds” - what can I say, this is the fic that made me fall in love with the all Iwaoi idea…and it touched something a deep cord inside of me T^T

“To be first, to be best” - Really funny, bitter sweet and cute! With a good and well written OC

“I chose you” - Soulmate AU, with a clock on your wrist that reaches zero when you meet your soulmate, but Iwaizuzi’s one has been zero for as long as he remembers…

“Press ‘1’ to Get a Call From Your Drunk Best Friend” - Drunk Iwaizumi calls Oikawa by mistake, really funny XD

“Always, my pillar of strength” - Iwaizumi is gay, and dating a guy. The problem is… it’s not Oikawa…

“Shiver” - Knee injury!!! Uuuugh… sad, but sweet, and Iwaizumi is so sweet… 

“The PDA Jar” -Really funny XD . Matsukawa and Hanamaki force Iwaizumi and Oikawa to put money in “the PDA jar overtime they do something that goes behind simple friend interaction. Of course things get out of hand XD

“When we fall, we fall together” - this one is actually in Bokuto’s POV, but the Iwaoi interaction is so cute, and well written, that I decided to put it in as well XD (shorter than the other, below 4k ^^ )

“Say you’ll remember me” - this one is a little different than the others and still ongoing ( but I don’t think it has been abandoned, at least I hope so). It’s omegaverse and Oikawa is gender fluid and with kid. It’s just so, sweet, and I recommend it to everyone. And the kid is adorable. 

Done! I’m sorry for the long post ^^/ 

You can know find this illustration on my redbubble, where you can buy it as a pillow, a tote bag, a poster, a spiral note book, and many other wonderful products! Check it out here, if you’d like! It wold mean the world to me!

We Found Love

Though distance keeps us apart,
from where you are, you have the power,
without the simplicity of ones touch,
you reached a place, deep inside,
no one else could ever find.

When I’m afraid, there’s something,
in your voice that gets me through the night,
can feel the warmth of your love,
now I know I’m not traveling alone,
you found me, in the middle of my own chaos.

The thought is clear, I’m now complete,
I accepted your love as my treat,
soon in your arms I retreat,
and your love, will be my home,
as my love for you, will be our binding wall.

Requested by @babaeng-sinaktan-mo
Something touched me deep inside, the day, the music died

I truly never know with you
How to hold the planets that swoon,
How to admire the truth anew,
Swirls and galaxies morphing into something larger
As the eyes dry up and leaves begin to fall faster,
I can’t keep up yet somehow keep going,
With the desolate hope of perhaps rejoicing,
These birds and this universe confuse me
One day they’re singing away and the next so melancholy,
No more words wish to flow as i hope,
Once again,
Maybe it’s time to truly let go and see what’s next

anonymous asked:

He was my everything and I'm nothing to him. How do I erase his voice from my mind? How to I reverse his touch on my body, on my soul? How do I continue to be stuck in this small town knowing I can't escape his deep brown eyes? I loved him more than I ever dreamed of loving myself. How could he just decide that he didn't love me? That he should have choose her? How do I forget the inside jokes and cute comments? How do I move on?

i’m sorry my pretty daisy. you deserve to be loved with an eternal unconditional kind of love. it takes time to heal but you may never forget. something i find comforting is that every seven years you have new cells and you’ll have a body that he never saw or touched. that can be comforting for some

The pre kiss moment in Dark Cupid is so important to me!!

i love how it is subtly dropped. In this precise moment, Adrien is not really in control of what he’s saying, but it’s like he’s expressing some deep thought inside of him. Because of the spell is on, it comes off as a challenge for him to use cataclysm on people. But in reality, this is one of his fears.

This might not being much but Adrien must be afraid of using his own power sometimes?? Destroying everything you touch is not something that you can take lightly. I imagine Adrien has often nightmares about this.Nightmares about hurting people he cares about. Nightmares about letting Ladybug down. Nightmares about doing the wrong thing with cataclysm and ruining himself consequentially. I also thought of a darker take about his phrase, but considering it’s a kids show, I definitely doubt that was the case they were going for with this hint.

To conclude: I think Adrien is totally self conscious of his power but also scared by what it could do.

  • professor: why aren't your finals done
  • me: sometimes matt murdock's glasses flash red in the light and it was such a great touch and a tribute to his red glasses in the comics but also what does that mean narratively? does it mirror matt's belief, deep down, that there's something inside of him that's violent and evil, the devil clawing to get out? or, is it us, the audience, getting a glimpse, a split-second reminder, of how matt perceives the world in shades of shifting red? matt doesn't wear red before the daredevil suit in the last episode - before that the only red on his body is his blood and the flash of his glasses. what does the color red mean for matt murdock does matt really believe the justifications he gives for why he does what he doe s will claire ever come back why does the daredevil suit have eyes was that matt's decision do you think that may be in epi s
Kai: One last time [warning:tragic]

Kai’s POV:

There are stories that need to be kept, never be told. There are secrets in this world buried deep inside of our hearts and if they ever come out, the freeze everything they touch with their words. 

The night is lonely and cold. I stand outside my door with my heart in my hands, waiting for a sign, something that could bring me back to life.

Jongin…” 

My chest hurt, the cold air makes it difficult to breath, the unspoken words stuck in my throat make it impossible to speak. I can’t feel my nose anymore and my hands tremble as they are touched by the delicate snowflakes. 

“Jon…gin…”

I don’t want to continue anymore, I can’t fly anymore, because I hear her voice, I hear her whisper my name and how it slowly fades away, just like her light. The memory… the memory is agonizing, it scratches me from the deepest parts of my soul, it breaks my wings. Because I saw her die in a night just like this. My girl is gone..

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FAVORITE BOOK OR SERIES MEME (1/?) » Daughter of Deep Silence by Carrie Ryan

Every life I’ve touched since jumping from the Persephone, I’ve ruined. I begin to sob, finding it difficult to breathe. The pain is too great, an undertow dragging me too deep. Already I feel Frances beginning to drown inside me. She’d broken through the surface for one last choking gasp but it wasn’t enough.

She was never strong enough for this. From the beginning it has always my job to survive. It’s what I do best. What I was made for.

She Finally Said Yes... Olicity one-shot

One shot of the pain that we all know is coming. I can’t end with a bad ending as most know and yeah I didn’t happen here either. 

Read it here or on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5306756

She Finally Said Yes

Oliver opened his eyes to the blackness around him; he squinted as his brows furrowed in pain. Without a second thought he brought his fingers upwards towards the source of this new found injury but still he was distracted because something felt wrong. Oliver’s brow furrowed even further as he felt something cold and wet sloshing and lapping at his tapered pant leg. His next reaction was to seek out her comforting touch. Forgetting the wound at his forehead Oliver reached out for the woman beside him but, the space was empty…

Oliver’s voice shook with fear as he called out into the darkness that surrounded him. “Felicity?” 

His question was met with silence so he tried again but this time the panic spiked deep inside his throat. “Felicity? Felicity please answer me.” Oliver’s last plea was soft as his world began to crumble around him. “Felicity please, please answer me. I can’t do this…” He released a soft sigh before uttering “I can’t be Oliver Queen and the Green Arrow without you.” 

Oliver’s head fell forward as a few un-shed stray tears fell from his slowly closing eyes. Each breath he struggled to take was laced with the same lone words. “Felicity please.” 

Still Oliver’s head cleared as his survivors heart once again took control. By now the low light of the surrounding cab no longer blinded him from his current surroundings. Glancing from side to side was a struggle but he still managed to gauge the condition of the once land bound limo. The slight sloshing sound came from the floor of the cab, the water level was high but not yet above his knees so he knew that while he still had time that time was nearing it’s end. Attempting to move was his next dilemma since he still couldn’t make out what had his feet pinned to the ground. The obstacle felt solid but wasn’t heavy like a like a fallen beam or a piece of the car…no this was an object that he could move if he’d found just the right angle. Then it hit him as his eyes screwed shut in frustration… it was in that moment that Oliver recalled what had happened moments before the explosion. 

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