#thefeeling

[brightlikediamond]

Thank you for The Feeling 💎

Onew for taking good care of yourself, have all the rest you need and get really well 🫶

Minho for your encouraging words 🔥

Kibum for the apples 🍎 😂

Taemin for coming back safely and happily ✨

And Jonghyun always, for your protection from the 🌕

You guys keep me going 🩵

[oneandonlyacetaemin]

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[supermanic]

" Am I in love with you? or Am I in love with the feeling"

Justin Bieber ft. Halsey

[describebylyrics]

Hold on to your opinions, and stand by what you said In the end, it's my decision, so it's my fault when it ends They tell me think with my head, not that thing in my chest

The Chainsmokers  feat. Kelsea Ballerini “This Feeling”

[mistresslunaxx]

Monday mood. Have a good week everyone. ❤️ Bra top: @annsummers #model #me #fashion #vogue #photography #loveit #oriental #british #asian #followme #bookme #face #eyes #lips #uk #ukmodel #stokeontrent #mood #monday #scoutme #elmsquad #body #lighting #studio #thefeeling #calm #loveit

[rugbynation]

Describe the feeling on game day! #rugbyislife #rugby #haka #gameday #thefeeling

[spgrooves]

i had a dream, or was it real?

[milanshukla]

DESCRIBE HER

“ Describe her !”

“Describe her in a way you haven’t felt before. In a way you haven’t written before ! “

I guess she was desperate to know about “her” .she wanted to know more about the one i loved . she was intrigued about the way i felt. The way i loved made her curious somehow. I guess i was loving differently which urged a desire within her to know more. She wanted to know more. More about the love i felt. More about the one i loved. More about my desperations and vulnerabilities. More about the way i wrote. I guess she was trying to find herself in my feelings. She was searching for the things she desired in my thoughts. She was searching for love she deserved within my emotional conflict. Maybe she started wondering the same way i did. Maybe all of it was an escape for her. Something to indulge in to forget about the hardships she endured herself. Maybe she wanted a world to escape into. A world constantly in turmoil. A world different from what she had experienced before. A world which made her feel better about herself. A world of someone who was in love because in all my chaos maybe she wanted to be loved . she wanted to be loved in the way i did. Maybe she wanted someone to be as desperate for her , as i was for the girl i loved . maybe she wanted to love the way i did. I wonder if she wanted to feel as i did. Did she wanted to feel the misery i felt. Was she interested in experiencing the sleepless nights as i did. Did She want the adrenaline rush too that made me feel alive about loving someone  or maybe she was bored. Bored of the feelings and emotions she felt. Maybe she wanted a different form on entertainment. Maybe the way i felt and wrote was an entertainment. Something to get away from occasional boredom humans felt ! occasional boredom she felt about her . she wanted to feel something new that she never did. Maybe this is what brought her here in the first place.

But at that particular moment i didn’t knew how. I didn’t knew what she wanted me to write. I didn’t knew what she wanted to feel. I have written endlessly about the one i love and could write more probably for my remaining life but at that particular moment i was empty. I felt empty as everything within me was already drained . i didn’t knew how to satisfy her. How to fulfill the emotions she felt deprived of with my writing. I didn’t knew what were the things she wanted to read and hear so she could feel whole again. I didn’t knew how to make her feel better about herself . how to make her feel better about me. How to make her love someone . i didn’t knew what to express . if she could have told me i could have done better. If she told me how things were in her life i could have done better. I could have told her the things she wanted to hear . the things she needed to feel. The things she desired and felt deprived of but i didn’t as i couldn’t because somehow i knew she was a stranger to me. I didn’t knew things about her life so i couldn’t possibly know about the things she needed and I don’t expect you to be fine because you don’t expect me to be.

But somehow the way she asked urged a desire within me to write about the person i love. I wanted to feel it again. I wanted to feel about the love i have. I wanted to be happy the way i feel while writing and describing her . maybe writing about her is the only hobby i did have. I wanted her to be here next to me. So i can see “her” better , love “her” better , admire “her” better in a way she deserves to be. In a way art is created . maybe i thought i needed a picture of her . i should describe “her “ by looking at her. Maybe i should write how i feel by constantly looking at her and not from the memories i created. Maybe i needed a new perspective to write about her ! maybe i needed the push she gave me by asking to describe “her “. i don’t know if she needs to be feared for knowing too much about the way i feel or needs to be appreciated for it. Does she need the love i have or is she just intrigued how i acquired it. I don’t know what she really needs and feels and somehow that is miserable . i feel miserable for not being able to show her the things she needs to be show so she could eventually love the way i do.