Amara pov:
I sat down at my study table, pulling out my books.
My fingers opened the notebook out of habit.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDnIPhHntfl
I stared at the questions.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXfD2pJeiYG
Tried to answer one.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdq2btXYOzB
Then another.
Not because I was inspired.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmna4kYRGFR
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaYFHjWrsHT
Sometimes there's no choice. No grand moment of decision. No forks in the road.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuPrMjVgORz
Sometimes, the choice is already gone—cut clean from your life before you even got to see it.
I kept writing. Slowly.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKySKHUz6We
The pen dragged, the ink smudged a little, but I kept going.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGSa23uY5NA
Because I must.
And that was enough—for tonight.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV4Mo75676N
later I curled up in bed, pulling the blanket tighter around me, but it didn't help.
Sleep wasn't coming.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS1MVZL7kMq
Not even close.
I stared at the ceiling—blank eyes, blank mind.
Nothing moved. Nothing breathed loudly.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFRNxQqGjSx
Just silence pressing into the room like fog.
And then...
A soft sound.
A strum. Faint.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGGOw6QcGeK
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyDhfORx3U6
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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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaG7f6iKuXi
My neighbor.
His fingers strummed again.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbUSl6ECviY
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,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiW4azx8wPl
Every name was there, but yours never bold...89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡllao1NpL7R
I thought of you at every bend, loved you with breathless ache,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpnl7gF0hQL
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMTRfoPifAs
And it hurt.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ72GAKFmueZ
his voice is echocing in my ears..89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJuaoFOko6i
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I wrote all night, couldn't sleep,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7TVFuBhqKs
Tried to bury what I couldn't keep.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi2TZqk7hTX
In every line, in every name—89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSG0Vvumgd5
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5TmpjhI6LY
The guitar strings echoed softly in the night—like a quiet heartbreak shared between strangers.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZY5RGKebCr
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I dreamed of you at every bend,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ591jZ25Lfh
Held your shadow like a friend.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr6kbir7QMI
And when the pages reached their end...89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQrMjsrzwj8
You were never really mine.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR9TCwohxY6
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpEsFzmJdlB
He kept playing.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgWnHSvBIzq
As if he knew someone out there needed it.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTPM0Gtnim4
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I dreamed of you, and I still do,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Mb38tprXv
But love like ours was never true.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWMzSERswvx
It lived in silence, broke in light—89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9YS77sFtKg
You were never really mine.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE8K9HFV1nE
Just a name I lost to night....
As if he knew I needed it.
I didn't know his name.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmT5n1RrG53
He didn't know my story.
But that night—89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwHPelxUjD0
He gave voice to what I couldn't say.
And I cried.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcJGn3smVtK
For life.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFHYLV6cfmP
For the loneliness.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNjCn5P3GU6
For all the nights I pretended it didn't hurt.
And for once...89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYnZgE6rcNR
I didn't feel alone in the dark.
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I gave you poems, I gave you songs,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡklww9Ej02T
Wrote you right, but lived you wrong.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpo13LwwVgO
And now I know, with every cry—89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUmHPPf9L9r
You were just a goodbye in disguise...89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxKONufxdHh
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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,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQEmEd6W6zp
You only lived inside my dreams...89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJssmvJm32n
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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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNaWBZtulQ5
The music was gone now.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOQbpwR66dS
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1YrK6G9THB
I looked out the window again.
His window was still open.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIpQ8ty88p6
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ04fTynR2AH
But the room across was still—lightless, lifeless.
I sighed, stepped back, and went into the bathroom for a shower.
The water was cold.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ89ab6qqvfO
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1O9HVKEL5h
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSNvNfQFTQu
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYPa9p5Oo37
Too loud.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi8QQurP0aN
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjxuNy4isZs
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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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQnsOKIadRm
It was empty.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4nCMXQOC2X
Just like yesterday. Just like most things.
And then, just like that—89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJPgugydK5P
I thought of him again.
The boy next door.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX62pENVmRI
The guitar.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd3KiOTxzf1
The late-night music.
And for a second—just one foolish second—I wondered where he went.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Cu7gLjyXa
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Why his window was open, but he was gone.
And then the anger kicked in.
Why do I even care?89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi3GIzXAZWk
Why is it always a boy? Always a man? Always... them?
I blinked, looked down at my notebook. The page was empty.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ44fjhsnGxH
Just like me.
And suddenly, I couldn't hold it anymore.
Why is it always "he"?89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZmWCMKqDhF
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?89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlZjtTWSNMG
Why do we stay?89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvt3wBIp3qs
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbUex82DfNm
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.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAaN1vNDwlU
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