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I sat down at my study table, pulling out my books.
My fingers opened the notebook out of habit.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfL16hKbUkX
I stared at the questions.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHlazOmhykl
Tried to answer one.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFhpbY0UgrE
Then another.
Not because I was inspired.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUeM3dJfZEx
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPVCVPRmFNh
Sometimes there's no choice. No grand moment of decision. No forks in the road.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj6gYYsWLNU
Sometimes, the choice is already gone—cut clean from your life before you even got to see it.
I kept writing. Slowly.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqb1qHm8AJ5
The pen dragged, the ink smudged a little, but I kept going.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuNPOvtGBpy
Because I must.
And that was enough—for tonight.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyquqgzXd1o
later I curled up in bed, pulling the blanket tighter around me, but it didn't help.
Sleep wasn't coming.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgXyEBXJUuV
Not even close.
I stared at the ceiling—blank eyes, blank mind.
Nothing moved. Nothing breathed loudly.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4rppBqNQSM
Just silence pressing into the room like fog.
And then...
A soft sound.
A strum. Faint.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ366T2oEd77
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ33JdnSxjYD
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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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkhKOpJKngn
My neighbor.
His fingers strummed again.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmohaiuQNqG
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,204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK8JomLwj7F
Every name was there, but yours never bold...204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJTe0RsEk0i
I thought of you at every bend, loved you with breathless ache,204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfg4CgUGXOw
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcTpWk9x98x
And it hurt.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUUct6kHFE5
his voice is echocing in my ears..204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzmoQC7pw8b
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I wrote all night, couldn't sleep,204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡchV5kehK9X
Tried to bury what I couldn't keep.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxSzkFFtVKw
In every line, in every name—204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz1hlVT3YTH
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC7r73VD8Z2
The guitar strings echoed softly in the night—like a quiet heartbreak shared between strangers.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSuhR8hQait
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I dreamed of you at every bend,204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbdBM7RRp2B
Held your shadow like a friend.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwvcjgAHZ5A
And when the pages reached their end...204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjqxnctAz6f
You were never really mine.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJfKw6Qyazk
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXUW4kL1uaW
He kept playing.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcXl7mPamlv
As if he knew someone out there needed it.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1ot5ADC4JR
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I dreamed of you, and I still do,204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt3X3vb6iJj
But love like ours was never true.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjJYlKz6Ns0
It lived in silence, broke in light—204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe6MXF7CKwc
You were never really mine.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6FFFH1oGn8
Just a name I lost to night....
As if he knew I needed it.
I didn't know his name.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc8Fo3XBasP
He didn't know my story.
But that night—204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDEoPkQEmVK
He gave voice to what I couldn't say.
And I cried.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFMTapD7Aps
For life.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkrHAik65UE
For the loneliness.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa9aJcplk8A
For all the nights I pretended it didn't hurt.
And for once...204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOpzIlrg8HT
I didn't feel alone in the dark.
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I gave you poems, I gave you songs,204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡozhsYnBVum
Wrote you right, but lived you wrong.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuavO7FxPUH
And now I know, with every cry—204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM9KmCYucGY
You were just a goodbye in disguise...204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQlsxQmzG8l
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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,204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡONpJrT13Fd
You only lived inside my dreams...204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiDj7n0d4j4
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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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZvQbxo5PeS
The music was gone now.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIVNFIPvFRw
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvmH7AykS3q
I looked out the window again.
His window was still open.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxUh0L4yAnV
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLCwgYZf2IO
But the room across was still—lightless, lifeless.
I sighed, stepped back, and went into the bathroom for a shower.
The water was cold.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Vywx1ob2e
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡls37dmT0L5
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK33X7rtoqs
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjgaW6lgkSt
Too loud.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnaHi9gurup
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡelZ1TpQ2ub
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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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUJdpJA7HlL
It was empty.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGqKFEzZtB3
Just like yesterday. Just like most things.
And then, just like that—204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaQ7w2jBl2p
I thought of him again.
The boy next door.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz0756HltWC
The guitar.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAa4kuPHOFs
The late-night music.
And for a second—just one foolish second—I wondered where he went.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3WcfP37aTi
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Why his window was open, but he was gone.
And then the anger kicked in.
Why do I even care?204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsy0wAM3AFF
Why is it always a boy? Always a man? Always... them?
I blinked, looked down at my notebook. The page was empty.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡipGODY7ojT
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.
Why do they get to leave?204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9D8sMEeV4r
Why do we stay?204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUHHtF65JME
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.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqs7kVPaQty
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—204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLy28qRCucF
I didn't want a love story..
I wanted peace.204Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0lhPOyKBkz
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