@licecute_: Lifetime - Ben&Ben #song #lyrics #lifetime #fyp #foryou @Ben&Ben

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略 :

sumpa talaga ang asul at dilaw

Patdeckxd :

"never mind, you were never mine" like aaaaahhhhhhhh

BEYBLADEXBBS :

“In a world I was yours”

shoya ishida :

"Never mind, you were never mine" this simple statement hurts me a lot, as i relate to it, more than anyone could think. You were never mine, but I'll still wait for you, even if someone else calls you "mine" i just swallow the pain, and keep waiting. If it's not you, i simply don't want them, even if it hurts me, i would wait til the end of time, just to experience being loved by you. And if in this lifetime, i wouldn't experience being loved by you, i would spend the rest of my days travelling the stars, to be in a lifetime, where i get "loved" by you.

️🤷‍♀️ :

nevermind, you were never mine

laurenzyyy :

never mind,you were never mine

marga :

"you were never mine"

Kobee :

kanino na to?

. :

tapos na, kanino na?

blue :

kanino na?

Asawa ni rei. :

niloko, sinaktan, pinaglaruan, pinaasa, iniwan, pinabayaan, binalewala, tinraydor, pinagpalit, tinalikuran, ginamit, sinayang, kinalimutan, nilimot, hindi pinahalagahan, hindi iningatan, hindi pinili, hindi pinaglaban, hindi sineryoso, pinagsawaan, pinagsinungalingan, nilihim, itinago, nilayo, pinalitan, isinantabi, tinabi, itinulak palayo, pinahirapan, dinurog, winasak, pinunit, binale-wala,option lang, pampalipas oras, panakip butas, reserba, pangalawa lang, hindi pinili, hindi priority, nasa gilid lang, laging huli, hinihintay lang, tinatabi muna, hindi mahalaga, pinapalitan agad, kapag wala na lang iba, ginagamit lang, hindi pinapansin, kulang sa halaga, laging next, hindi pinaprioritize, pang dagdag lang, hindi kasama sa plano, hindi iniisip, hindi pinaninindigan, madaling bitawan, madaling kalimutan, laging may kapalit, hindi sigurado, hindi pinipili araw-araw, backburner, second choice, backup plan, plan B, fallback, reserve, spare option, afterthought, last resort, taken for granted, set aside, left behind, overlooked, unprioritized, unchosen, second best, not the first pick, just in case, placeholder, rebound. overall ako lahat ’yanniloko, sinaktan, pinaglaruan, pinaasa, iniwan, pinabayaan, binalewala, tinraydor, pinagpalit, tinalikuran, ginamit, sinayang, kinalimutan, nilimot, hindi pinahalagahan, hindi iningatan, hindi pinili, hindi pinaglaban, hindi sineryoso, pinagsawaan, pinagsinungalingan, nilihim, itinago, nilayo, pinalitan, isinantabi, tinabi, itinulak palayo, pinahirapan, dinurog, winasak, pinunit, binale-wala,option lang, pampalipas oras, panakip butas, reserba, pangalawa lang, hindi pinili, hindi priority, nasa gilid lang, laging huli, hinihintay lang, tinatabi muna, hindi mahalaga, pinapalitan agad, kapag wala na lang iba, ginagamit lang, hindi pinapansin, kulang sa halaga, laging next, hindi pinaprioritize, pang dagdag lang, hindi kasama sa plano, hindi iniisip, hindi pinaninindigan, madaling bitawan, madaling kalimutan, laging may kapalit, hindi sigurado, hindi pinipili araw-araw, backburner, second choice, backup plan, plan B, fallback, reserve, spare option, afterthought, last resort, taken for granted, set aside, left beh

𐙚 :

time check: 12:00 pm

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀᠌ :

How do you grieve for a love that did not even exist? How do you let go of something that was never clearly yours to begin with? No labels, no promises, no clear beginning, and somehow no clear ending either, just feelings that grew in the spaces between conversations, in the pauses, in the late night thoughts, and in the little things that slowly started to mean far too much. It’s strange, isn’t it? To hurt this deeply over something that was never officially yours. When people ask what happened, you can’t even explain it properly, because what do you even say? That nothing happened, and somehow that nothing ruined you? That there was never an us, but you still found yourself grieving like there was? That’s the cruelest part about an unlabeled connection, there’s no breakup to point at, no final conversation, no ending anyone else can understand, just a quiet distance that slowly turns into silence. And still, it hurts like losing someone you loved with your whole heart. Maybe even more, because there was never any closure, never any certainty, only unanswered questions and the unbearable weight of what could have been. You keep telling yourself they were never yours, that there was never really an us, that you should move on because there was technically nothing to lose, but your heart doesn’t care about technicalities. It only remembers how they made you feel, how someone who never even knew they were becoming your whole world somehow became the hardest person to live without. So now you’re left grieving memories that were never officially memories, grieving a person who was never truly yours, grieving a love that had no name but somehow took up all the space inside your chest. And maybe that’s why it’s so hard to move on, because how do you heal from a wound no one can see? How do you bury something that never even got the chance to live, when it still feels painfully alive inside you? Maybe that’s the saddest kind of love, the kind that never got the chance to exist, but still left behind the deepest kind of pain.

🩵 :

sayu naba?

Dreaxz :

sumakto pa ng 10:00 PM e.