Amara pov:
I sat down at my study table, pulling out my books.
My fingers opened the notebook out of habit.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4TFx90LOyC
I stared at the questions.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNJTjWX9Cnq
Tried to answer one.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsa4y2aputx
Then another.
Not because I was inspired.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWQzmxawvGx
Not because I had a dream.
But because I had to.
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqbMR86YyFg
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZCkRLbVWlE
Sometimes there's no choice. No grand moment of decision. No forks in the road.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZrk6IJuigI
Sometimes, the choice is already gone—cut clean from your life before you even got to see it.
I kept writing. Slowly.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZx5W26fFPz
The pen dragged, the ink smudged a little, but I kept going.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuO5e9RqR8P
Because I must.
And that was enough—for tonight.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLyNYFR5l4w
later I curled up in bed, pulling the blanket tighter around me, but it didn't help.
Sleep wasn't coming.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8yYZGtco4q
Not even close.
I stared at the ceiling—blank eyes, blank mind.
Nothing moved. Nothing breathed loudly.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW8T69XBhZh
Just silence pressing into the room like fog.
And then...
A soft sound.
A strum. Faint.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVQyrJnfZQu
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡomNWaQBug2
Open.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcf88WAJm3X
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtb6lDcfNj1
My neighbor.
His fingers strummed again.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmc1tspsl4x
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,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyOYpXlRBwQ
Every name was there, but yours never bold...23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ07eIrxFlqM
I thought of you at every bend, loved you with breathless ache,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8znjQS2nlk
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5jreJk5Ku8
And it hurt.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4F9aywG7rQ
his voice is echocing in my ears..23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE3GerPQFNE
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOCZ6TQq92f
I wrote all night, couldn't sleep,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs2j3jmhSnU
Tried to bury what I couldn't keep.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvY4zoQy4GH
In every line, in every name—23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCrkaf8SFmV
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhQp3zct1Hh
The guitar strings echoed softly in the night—like a quiet heartbreak shared between strangers.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAoEFW0NYYz
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQm0NMjEJnC
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnp1TWjCdAX
I dreamed of you at every bend,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlSjdTAZoPQ
Held your shadow like a friend.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZNhhX49Qxv
And when the pages reached their end...23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV1ax0ZnCMo
You were never really mine.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ew2ScbiDr
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNJHMQKiY1r
He kept playing.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPhBpXPeWYv
As if he knew someone out there needed it.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsqcy5CdGBn
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHaHqc3EBO6
I dreamed of you, and I still do,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVwJ8AlMKGw
But love like ours was never true.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjU5LYt3uSp
It lived in silence, broke in light—23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ3OpVTxNWa
You were never really mine.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡel3BnQ3ZXt
Just a name I lost to night....
As if he knew I needed it.
I didn't know his name.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ09WeDvVi13
He didn't know my story.
But that night—23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ180KJzjidP
He gave voice to what I couldn't say.
And I cried.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP6vHDpnxW5
For life.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡravWQdF5Z2
For the loneliness.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡruI5rbv88X
For all the nights I pretended it didn't hurt.
And for once...23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvGkpqFuYYm
I didn't feel alone in the dark.
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKFHaP7SdJl
I gave you poems, I gave you songs,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGstAws53Ni
Wrote you right, but lived you wrong.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiaJUMrQyT6
And now I know, with every cry—23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7eJRy4t9qz
You were just a goodbye in disguise...23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEXWIDCrwPy
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCXGmQ7Ba1n
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,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs0Ns3EyvdL
You only lived inside my dreams...23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVa62h4OgDW
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOVZjtzLYor
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5QFsFlwCgX
The music was gone now.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjASNo1Uv7x
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgUyJeDGyxc
I looked out the window again.
His window was still open.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDtimTYffQE
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjSGp7Pi1ZM
But the room across was still—lightless, lifeless.
I sighed, stepped back, and went into the bathroom for a shower.
The water was cold.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRTENsMvNr9
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKkFwSXrYOK
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLdWw9kRs3s
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOfqaK21TrH
Too loud.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpYMww8tZPY
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUFPgxsw25X
Tick.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtxO8XgLB7q
Tick.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAwWRsKHNO0
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡguFYVRYINe
It was empty.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE2tw99wjpr
Just like yesterday. Just like most things.
And then, just like that—23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ90WCi19Prl
I thought of him again.
The boy next door.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd10oWL0uEL
The guitar.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT7X2l9edXw
The late-night music.
And for a second—just one foolish second—I wondered where he went.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMEJRtygV45
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL7Fn6BAIR1
Why his window was open, but he was gone.
And then the anger kicked in.
Why do I even care?23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRAXt3X0wOg
Why is it always a boy? Always a man? Always... them?
I blinked, looked down at my notebook. The page was empty.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA02WZeLmiK
Just like me.
And suddenly, I couldn't hold it anymore.
Why is it always "he"?23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO6wO7VSUON
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?23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmvBuDJoASW
Why do we stay?23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpNcQ2niei1
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXzoRwzD9Zm
The air felt heavier than before.
I looked at the teacher, then at my classmates, and then back at the window.
And in that moment—23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ26AoU3VBMy
I didn't want a love story..
I wanted peace.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoKTJSIJvGM
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJgbC3VQWsY
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKbzTdPVOlR
