Not Over October

"Damdaming nagkasalisi, pwede bang mabalik aking sasalubungin?"

Eahna Zandria has always known her place - beside him, but never quite with him.

Not the loud kind.
Not the kind that demands to be chosen.
Just the gentle, quiet kind. The one who cheers the loudest when he wins and stays the longest when things get heavy. The one who listens to his rants at 2 a.m., laughs at his jokes, and somehow understands him more than anyone else.

Maybe best friends are supposed to feel this close.
Maybe it's normal to imagine the "what ifs" and still pretend you don't.

She doesn't want much.
Just to sit beside him on quiet days.
Just to be the one cheering him on, always.
She likes him enough to let the feeling remain unsaid.

She might get over the boy.
But a part of her still hopes.
A quiet part that whispers maybe - just maybe - someday, they could become something more.

She might never stop wishing.
And she will never be Not Over October.