Amara pov:
I sat down at my study table, pulling out my books.
My fingers opened the notebook out of habit.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrxdrP4UN2l
I stared at the questions.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmTBrt3xFwM
Tried to answer one.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRSjzwN6Az2
Then another.
Not because I was inspired.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwHPnTf7BVP
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGFWoGpKa7Z
Sometimes there's no choice. No grand moment of decision. No forks in the road.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1SZ5abj9js
Sometimes, the choice is already gone—cut clean from your life before you even got to see it.
I kept writing. Slowly.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvIab1CmVr8
The pen dragged, the ink smudged a little, but I kept going.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡswgG8F2SKq
Because I must.
And that was enough—for tonight.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr9KBEJ8wVQ
later I curled up in bed, pulling the blanket tighter around me, but it didn't help.
Sleep wasn't coming.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT87OHaa6mH
Not even close.
I stared at the ceiling—blank eyes, blank mind.
Nothing moved. Nothing breathed loudly.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzOiGfVnEfm
Just silence pressing into the room like fog.
And then...
A soft sound.
A strum. Faint.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVIOqK1ZPf6
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡghmNp3UFug
Open.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8rYwykxxe8
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs3vlcAqJrT
My neighbor.
His fingers strummed again.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn7daSdhD9c
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,63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡauY0Dmk5qD
Every name was there, but yours never bold...63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ83gHSLio9r
I thought of you at every bend, loved you with breathless ache,63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2t3x9ku8cJ
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCVfnvhvIXc
And it hurt.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRQgwVl5pxh
his voice is echocing in my ears..63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8CF7pOhYqV
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I wrote all night, couldn't sleep,63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnBhdTdCPkt
Tried to bury what I couldn't keep.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLXAAWz8sbS
In every line, in every name—63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD3Ek26P9tn
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzhliVKYv6F
The guitar strings echoed softly in the night—like a quiet heartbreak shared between strangers.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqzybk7HV0I
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I dreamed of you at every bend,63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCuD8QEuxAC
Held your shadow like a friend.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0iQodQZZyX
And when the pages reached their end...63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7uwvEXtrtz
You were never really mine.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFWKsN1LLWc
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBUat92rQaB
He kept playing.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHJ4D1wJpcd
As if he knew someone out there needed it.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwoGnQC3Gr9
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I dreamed of you, and I still do,63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3QOeEWlnW2
But love like ours was never true.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp5OQWCNA1E
It lived in silence, broke in light—63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6hAdA9y3eh
You were never really mine.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Fx9G4arMb
Just a name I lost to night....
As if he knew I needed it.
I didn't know his name.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2DA6uiWoAy
He didn't know my story.
But that night—63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJJw44Mdth7
He gave voice to what I couldn't say.
And I cried.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9nzk8u0MfE
For life.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNunPxqj6eo
For the loneliness.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8sWayvYSSy
For all the nights I pretended it didn't hurt.
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I didn't feel alone in the dark.
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I gave you poems, I gave you songs,63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5K08UJOMli
Wrote you right, but lived you wrong.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWCBpWBLSpI
And now I know, with every cry—63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtx7kJNdBRe
You were just a goodbye in disguise...63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjJqyFbi2VU
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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,63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQjiAhV49Sz
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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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQqxO3CyGAt
The music was gone now.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlNbg9oAsmX
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtepcd3dlRp
I looked out the window again.
His window was still open.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEJVZUNxpZu
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbWTUfv9ppu
But the room across was still—lightless, lifeless.
I sighed, stepped back, and went into the bathroom for a shower.
The water was cold.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKnptFicU27
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo24U4uXrK2
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQUnwQEkcH6
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.
The classroom was too bright.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡANQwvrVyBn
Too loud.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmyGzDJ7aoS
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtg3fqgPz9o
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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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVw9wuvQt3l
It was empty.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6IbtbWcHmm
Just like yesterday. Just like most things.
And then, just like that—63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRvabSZCB0H
I thought of him again.
The boy next door.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡba2ElO8Uml
The guitar.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP2DtJ6hKAH
The late-night music.
And for a second—just one foolish second—I wondered where he went.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLSrJXMW6QM
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Why his window was open, but he was gone.
And then the anger kicked in.
Why do I even care?63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxB0se0YhoL
Why is it always a boy? Always a man? Always... them?
I blinked, looked down at my notebook. The page was empty.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6VRPqqEOjQ
Just like me.
And suddenly, I couldn't hold it anymore.
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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.
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Why do we stay?63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrfXqpeHFGW
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZCpY0Ui1hi
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.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6KMFH66PFk
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