Amara pov:
I sat down at my study table, pulling out my books.
My fingers opened the notebook out of habit.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK1me2E3QkR
I stared at the questions.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGHSV4yLMwX
Tried to answer one.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFQYRIROytc
Then another.
Not because I was inspired.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8UxQkYwKpU
Not because I had a dream.
But because I had to.
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This is life, isn't it? Doing what needs to be done, not because you want to—but because you have no other door left to knock on.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpFm4Xy5E2h
Sometimes there's no choice. No grand moment of decision. No forks in the road.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOvCQUvhker
Sometimes, the choice is already gone—cut clean from your life before you even got to see it.
I kept writing. Slowly.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM6VmPXwOnH
The pen dragged, the ink smudged a little, but I kept going.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEKHWdorzUV
Because I must.
And that was enough—for tonight.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK7vCmRfgUS
later I curled up in bed, pulling the blanket tighter around me, but it didn't help.
Sleep wasn't coming.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQEleJinEEr
Not even close.
I stared at the ceiling—blank eyes, blank mind.
Nothing moved. Nothing breathed loudly.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8hLXAQp8FR
Just silence pressing into the room like fog.
And then...
A soft sound.
A strum. Faint.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqLMejEq6Wf
A slow, raw note from a guitar—floating through the cold night air like a secret.
I froze.
Oh God... he's here.
I threw the blanket off and rushed to my window, pushing it open with slightly trembling fingers.
There it was—his window.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhh4cVpo85X
Open.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz4GCKLZt6c
A small light glowing faintly from inside.
And books—books lined on the wall behind him like silent witnesses.
He wasn't fully visible, but I could hear him.
The boy next door.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqddUg5jpoO
My neighbor.
His fingers strummed again.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡApZPK3xu0t
This time, slower... and then his voice followed—rough, soft, broken in the most beautiful way.
[The Song – his song ..
I wrote all night, a story untold,18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5NzYpc91my
Every name was there, but yours never bold...18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdLEcxVSYSJ
I thought of you at every bend, loved you with breathless ache,18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhUROi64ppv
Till I learned... you were never real. Just a shape I let break.
His voice wasn't perfect.
But it was.
Because it was honest.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs6CObcEEME
And it hurt.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1ZOvL1rbn4
his voice is echocing in my ears..18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvxeua2mGeK
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I wrote all night, couldn't sleep,18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAfiun4ihUB
Tried to bury what I couldn't keep.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuM0Odv0DFE
In every line, in every name—18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC2rgn4cC9n
I searched for you, but you never came
I sat down slowly by the window, on the cold floor, knees pulled up to my chest.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxZZJD9mj68
The guitar strings echoed softly in the night—like a quiet heartbreak shared between strangers.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVMCWayD2w0
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I dreamed of you at every bend,18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaVe33cDnAK
Held your shadow like a friend.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyJ9Y82t4It
And when the pages reached their end...18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoahYDb42Nm
You were never really mine.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnm1ZnCQ1wk
Just a ghost I loved in time.....
And suddenly, I felt it.
A tear.
Then another.
And another.
My fingers covered my mouth, but it didn't stop the sob from escaping.
The music didn't stop either.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzRbo0fa7Sb
He kept playing.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUJDSG1oSxS
As if he knew someone out there needed it.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEj7Nj8DmnW
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I dreamed of you, and I still do,18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRuKjAkbime
But love like ours was never true.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1uChdvwetb
It lived in silence, broke in light—18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgjSGdhGcw7
You were never really mine.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8QeTQk86pb
Just a name I lost to night....
As if he knew I needed it.
I didn't know his name.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrxyJtm6S3M
He didn't know my story.
But that night—18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡazEJpJkJhI
He gave voice to what I couldn't say.
And I cried.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ053Ky2QSyc
For life.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSkZyV9vx4T
For the loneliness.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwrF8UG6gYl
For all the nights I pretended it didn't hurt.
And for once...18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJBRdMHxIG3
I didn't feel alone in the dark.
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I gave you poems, I gave you songs,18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcpGejFICqG
Wrote you right, but lived you wrong.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHFwi8HS2G9
And now I know, with every cry—18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ34hUMAAOTv
You were just a goodbye in disguise...18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVZRVt5oegK
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i was listening my eyes are closed now and slowly slowly i feel myself frifting in sleep his voice is now vanishing in air..
I bled you out in quiet screams,18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwroehpGh7J
You only lived inside my dreams...18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuHyigVY969
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and soon i slept right there near the window...
I woke up where I had fallen asleep—curled near the window, head against the cold wall, knees pulled to my chest.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwNZOhUwfVD
The music was gone now.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5synWHcbQJ
Only silence remained, pressed into the floor like dust.
I slowly stood up, the stiffness in my neck a quiet punishment for feeling too much.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTzKDjIg4gl
I looked out the window again.
His window was still open.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWfVjo3Vopl
But he wasn't there.
Just the faint morning air drifting in, touching everything like a memory that didn't belong to me.
I stared a little longer. Maybe hoping he'd appear again, guitar in hand, sadness in his voice.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡykBuGM7NtV
But the room across was still—lightless, lifeless.
I sighed, stepped back, and went into the bathroom for a shower.
The water was cold.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd1JcmZWsgL
Or maybe I just was.
After dressing in my college uniform—the soft blue shirt and that old skirt that swayed just past my knees—I tied my hair into a low ponytail and headed downstairs.
The house was still wrapped in sleep.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmoVAwIOmb5
Too quiet for comfort.
I walked to Mona's room, pulled the blanket off her face gently, and whispered, "Mona... wake up."
She grumbled and tried to burrow deeper.
I smiled faintly. "Don't make me use the spray bottle this time."
Her eyes snapped open she looked at me . "You wouldn't."
"Oh, I would," I teased, brushing my fingers through her hair. "Up. Now."
She groaned but sat up, and I left for the kitchen.
I started preparing breakfast—simple toast and warm milk again. My hands moved automatically, but my head...
My head felt heavy, like it had stored too many unspoken things overnight and didn't know where to put them anymore.
Mona came in, half-dressed, yawning like she hadn't slept in days.
We ate in silence. Not an awkward one, but the kind that builds between two people who have more thoughts than words.
After clearing the plates, I walked slowly toward Mom's room.
I opened the door just enough.
She was still asleep. Back turned. Same blanket. Same stillness.
I watched for a moment, trying to remember the last time she stayed awake long enough to say goodbye to us in the morning.
I didn't say anything.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkwMBbqr7r5
I just closed the door.
Mona and I stepped outside. The street was cool, the morning air a little softer than usual.
We walked side by side, hand in hand, our footsteps light and steady.
But in my chest, something was starting to ache again.
We still live in the same house. But we don't live the same life anymore.
This family—whatever it used to be—is drifting apart like pieces of paper in the wind. And none of us is chasing them.
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Too loud.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmjkMQX1ZZ2
Too everything.
The teacher was explaining something—physics, motion, energy—but all I could hear was the ticking of the wall clock above the whiteboard.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS5oxt4uU3n
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Tick.
I stared out the window.
The wind moved slowly through the trees. People walked outside, laughing, whispering, living lives I would never understand.
My eyes drifted toward the sky.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ40z18dNfRd
It was empty.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHuzVUE66HJ
Just like yesterday. Just like most things.
And then, just like that—18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSM3czZSfTR
I thought of him again.
The boy next door.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi549WPrl9s
The guitar.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKETvINoKoL
The late-night music.
And for a second—just one foolish second—I wondered where he went.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡew0f5X7e6u
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Why his window was open, but he was gone.
And then the anger kicked in.
Why do I even care?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhu9WZ0gfCY
Why is it always a boy? Always a man? Always... them?
I blinked, looked down at my notebook. The page was empty.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3y0Xc7wC4J
Just like me.
And suddenly, I couldn't hold it anymore.
Why is it always "he"?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4XxUxOtKfi
Why does the world pause when a boy looks out his window with a guitar, but not when a girl walks home after strugling for life and everything ?
Why do girls bleed, break, burn—and still find ways to be soft?
And men? They get to sing a sad song and call it depth.
Why do they get to leave?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0Bh0KKg816
Why do we stay?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL3UCf5pXyF
Why do we carry their damage like a second spine?
Why is every poem about men who left?
Why is every girl taught how to heal but not how to scream?
I closed my notebook slowly.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRCmvgW3DVa
The air felt heavier than before.
I looked at the teacher, then at my classmates, and then back at the window.
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I didn't want a love story..
I wanted peace.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ENCfrn8zu
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