04/08/2025
August? Girlfriend’s Day? Or just that time of year where you remember you were the “meet me behind the mall (behind them all?)” girl and not the “meet my parents” one? 😮💨💐
Let’s not sugarcoat
Taylor Swift’s august didn’t break our hearts...
It ripped them up, stepped on them, and played the chorus on repeat while we cried sa jeep.
Augustine fell hard. James was confused. Betty was the girlfriend.
And you? You were the secret, the almost, the "naa ra man ko" girl.
You got the stolen glances, deleted messages, and the classic "I’m just not ready for something serious" lie.
And yet... you stayed.
Because hope is louder than logic.
Because bisag sakit, murag worth it gihapon when he texts “hi, are u asleep?” at 11PM.
But plot twist? You were never his to begin with.
And somehow, it still hurt like ikaw ang gibuwagan,
with a background music:
“'Cause you were never mine, nevermind”~
So now it’s August again, and while everyone’s posting their jowas,
you’re out here saying “I’m healed” but secretly playing august and re-reading your old messages like it’s required pain.
Cheers to you
The girl who loved in silence, got left in the shadows,
but still walks like wala ra’y nahitabo,
with eyeliner sharp, and feelings buried deeper than her savings account.
Here’s a flower from Ars' n Craftica
a reminder that you are not someone’s almost — you’re a whole damn universe.
Not his, not hers, not theirs.
Just yours.
And that’s more than enough. 💐✨
