Chapter 1
*Poetry writing is a way to express feelings,The words we hide, the silent healings.*
*In every line, a heart speaks low,Of love we lost, or couldn’t show.*
*It paints the pain, it holds the light,Turns darkest thoughts a little bright.*
*When voices fail and tears don’t stay,Poetry finds another way.*
*Hey I am aurora! Yes a soft, quiet, and a little mysterious girl.An introvert who spoke less, but felt deeply.To the world, I am unreadable—but around my people, I am completely different.*
*Loud laughter, warm smiles, and an open heart—a side of mine only a few is lucky to see*
*Let's talk about my life… recently i have just finished my school, school life was never easy for an introvert especially ..for me…I’m not the kind of person who has a lot of chaotic friends….but!*
*I have my one and only bestfriend ‘lisa’ and i swear i LOVE her she is totally opposite from me whenever I feel low, or alone I ran to her and starts yapping and she listen like this isn’t me, it’s her—the one all of this is happening to okay rest of it I will tell you later but…*
*still I have a thing to tell you that I love writing stories poetries sometime dramatic sometime mischievous but it's a kind of escapism for me …*
***While people my age run after love, I find myself chasing freedom. I come from a very conservative family and society — yes, the same kind of society that so many girls like me are trying to break free from today.***
***I never really received the support I needed from my own home, and maybe that’s why all I truly long for is freedom — a way to escape this place, this life.***
***And to find that escape, I turn to my fictional world — a world of my own creation, where I am genuinely happy, where I can breathe, where I finally feel free through my writing.***
***Love has never really found its way into my life. There was only a small, innocent childhood crush once, but it faded away when I changed schools.***
***Still, deep down, I know one thing for sure — if I ever fall in love, it will be completely unconditional. Pure, real, and without limits.***
***But there’s always this quiet fear in my heart…
Will someone ever be worthy of the kind of love I carry within me?
Will they love me the same way I would love them?
Will they truly understand me — the way I long to be understood?***
***And the biggest question of all…
Will I ever receive the kind of love that I know I deserve?***
**While others chase love***,* I chase my freedom,
A heart so full, yet quietly hidden.
If I ever love, it'll be deep and true-But will someone love me the way I **do?**
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