@twixlyricsss: Autumn - Ben & Ben #lyrics #music #autumn #benandben #fyp

Dorothea :

antagal nila magbreak.

🫪 :

Dear Yanna, I’ve spent so much time staring at your name on my screen, waiting for a notification that never comes, that I’ve started to realize how much power you still hold over my days. Writing this feels like shouting into a void, especially knowing that your heart is already focused on someone else, but keeping these words locked inside is becoming a weight I can no longer carry in silence. Yanna, I know you’ve ghosted me. I know the silence isn't an accident—it’s a choice. And logically, I know that when someone stops responding, it’s supposed to be my cue to turn around and walk away with my dignity intact. But for some reason, when it comes to you, my logic fails me every single time. Every time I tell myself that today is the day I finally stop checking my phone or wondering what you’re doing, I feel this sharp pull in my chest telling me that leaving you behind would be the biggest mistake of my life. It’s a lonely place to be, Yanna—standing in a spot you’ve already vacated. I see you moving forward, your thoughts and your affection belonging to someone else, and it stings in a way I can’t quite describe. It’s the kind of hurt that makes everything else feel dull. Yet, even with that sting, I can’t bring myself to close the door. I’m still here, anchored to the memory of who you are, because the thought of a future where I don’t even have the hope of you feels like no future at all. I wonder if you ever think about the silence between us, or if it’s easy for you to just let me fade into the background. For me, it’s the loudest thing in the room. I’m still waiting because, despite the ghosting and despite the fact that you want someone else, my heart hasn't given me permission to move on. It’s like I’m waiting for a storm to pass, hoping that once the clouds clear, you’ll see that I’m the one who stayed when it would have been so much easier to run. So, I’ll stay in this limbo for a while longer. I’ll keep holding onto this "wrong" decision because it’s the only one that feels honest. You might have moved on, Yanna, but I’m still right here, exactly where you left me, hoping that one day the silence will finally break.

𝐗𝐄𝐋 💫 :

Falling in love with a best friend is one of the most confusing feelings a person can experience. What once felt simple and comfortable suddenly becomes complicated. Every laugh, every conversation, and every moment together starts to carry a deeper meaning. It becomes difficult to tell where friendship ends and love begins, and that uncertainty can weigh heavily on the heart. The hardest part is the fear of losing what already exists. A best friend is someone who knows your flaws, your dreams, and the parts of you that no one else sees. Admitting romantic feelings could risk changing the relationship forever. There is always the worry that if the feelings are not shared, the friendship might never be the same again, and that possibility can make someone stay silent even when their heart wants to speak. Loving a best friend often means carrying both happiness and pain at the same time. There is joy in being close to the person you care about so deeply, but also sadness in wondering if they will ever see you the same way. It takes courage to face those feelings, because sometimes the greatest love stories begin with friendship but sometimes they remain unspoken, protected by the bond that came first.

️ :

Falling in love with a best friend is one of the most confusing feelings a person can experience. What once felt simple and comfortable suddenly becomes complicated. Every laugh, every conversation, and every moment together starts to carry a deeper meaning. It becomes difficult to tell where friendship ends and love begins, and that uncertainty can weigh heavily on the heart. The hardest part is the fear of losing what already exists. A best friend is someone who knows your flaws, your dreams, and the parts of you that no one else sees. Admitting romantic feelings could risk changing the relationship forever. There is always the worry that if the feelings are not shared, the friendship might never be the same again, and that possibility can make someone stay silent even when their heart wants to speak. Loving a best friend often means carrying both happiness and pain at the same time. There is joy in being close to the person you care about so deeply, but also sadness in wondering if they will ever see you the same way. It takes courage to face those feelings, because sometimes the greatest love stories begin with friendship but sometimes they remain unspoken, protected by the bond that came first.

🌷 :

why can't we be together, nathaniel?

Annalyza :

why can't we be together baby?

Meljohn :

i loved you, samantha. I really did—not loud or reckless, but in the quiet way of someone who chooses to stay when leaving would’ve been easier. Ever since we were in second year junior high, I already admired you—your smile, your way of seeing things, all the little parts that made you you. That admiration grew slowly into steady, unconditional love, carrying us all the way to where we are now, in senior high.I fought for us quietly and consistently, with patience I didn’t even know I had. I bent parts of myself just to make space for you, never seeing it as a loss. I gave you my all, believing that alone would be enough to keep us whole. I thought love meant enduring a little pain. But somewhere along the way, the spark faded for you. You couldn’t find that feeling anymore, so you chose to walk away—while my love stayed bright and steady, unchanged. All my effort didn’t turn into a miracle. Even doing everything right, wanting and choosing you over and over, still wasn’t enough to change the ending. That’s what I keep thinking about: you can love someone completely and still lose them. No grand betrayal—just the fire going out in you, while mine kept burning on. I replay everything not to fix it, but because I refuse to let what we had feel small. I keep reminiscing about our happy days, our laughter, and the warm memories we built together. From junior high admiration till i will grow old, every bit of it mattered to me. It wasn’t just another story that ended; it lived in me and shaped the way I speak, wait, and love now. I’m not yours anymore, and I don’t stand by your side. But I still love you—softly, quietly, from a distance. No grand gestures, no demands, no chasing. I carry this love gently, missing you in quiet moments and little reminders of us. Sometimes I still yearn, but I keep it safe and private. I don’t blame you or myself; I showed up, stayed honest, and loved you fully. If it wasn’t enough, maybe it was never about what i lacked—it was just about where our hearts were at different times, something no fight could fix. I still believe this sharp pain will soften with time, turning into something light I can carry easily.

sengokgok :

Why can’t we be together, Ryn???

Coffeeeee :

Why can't we be together, baby? Why does it takes so long?

𝑒𝑙𝑖. :

why can't we be together, ao?

CZHTR :

ginigisa na yung autumn ngayon

.🎱 :

still waiting for you asawakooo:).

!? :

still waiting for you babyykoo.. i miss youu:(

gelvxf :

balik kana po, alodia ko:(

ok :

still waiting for you babykooo...

ZEKE ౨ৎ :

why cant we be together pre?😔

... :

-why can't we be together, baby? -why does it take so long? -why can't we be together, baby? -should we keep holding on -even when hope seems gone?

Rein :

still waiting na matanggap ni mama:))

️jade :

friend lang raw kami

Лейкиэль :

Sometimes there is someone you want to talk to again, not to restart anything or change the past, but just to be okay with each other like before. I thought many times about asking if we could just be friends again. But I never said it out loud because a part of me was already afraid of the answer. I kept thinking that maybe the answer would be no, or maybe things would never feel the same even if we tried. So I stayed quiet. The truth is that I still care about that person. Not because I expect them to care the same way, and not because I am hoping for anything to come back. Some people just become important to you in a way that does not disappear easily. Even if the story between you changes, the memories and the respect you had for them stay. I guess sometimes caring about someone also means accepting that things are different now. It means understanding that you might never go back to how things were, even if a small part of you wishes it could. And maybe the hardest part is realizing that you are still grateful they were once part of your life, even if you slowly become strangers again.

￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ :

*Why can't we be together, baby?*

Tomas lyrics :

why can't we be....

aksng˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ :

Bakit mo'ko pinapaiyak? close ba tayo?

zhie.el⭐🪽 :

paragraph that never got sent😂

IAN :