☕📖 StarlitDreamz | Sonalika 🌌✨
writing under the golden hue of a café lamp, where silence tastes like coffee and stories linger like the aftertaste of bittersweet chocolate.

✨ About me
A soul who finds poetry in the smallest things-the swirl of cream in black coffee, the way rain sounds against glass, the half-smile of a stranger in a library. I write because my heart refuses to stay quiet, because words are my rebellion, my love letter, my anchor.

💭 My aesthetic
brown coffee spills ☕ | pressed flowers between book pages 🌸 | midnight lamps glowing soft gold 🕯️ | old vinyls humming nostalgia 🎶 | unfinished journals filled with secrets 📓 | sepia polaroids that smell like yesterday 📷 | messy hair + oversized sweaters 🧣 | the quiet chaos of a café window view 🌧️

🌌 My vibe
Dark academia but softer, a mix of rainy day philosophy + stolen romance in hushed corners. I write about silence louder than words, about love that grows in shadows, about hearts that bleed quietly. If my stories were a drink, they'd be a latte with extra foam and a drizzle of caramel-sweet, warm, but with a depth you don't forget.

🖋️ What you'll find in my works
- slow burn tension that feels like staring too long 🌫️
- unspoken confessions written between lines 💌
- lovers who meet in silence, not chaos 🌙
- the ache of existing + the beauty of feeling deeply 🌹
- metaphors that taste like black coffee, raw & real ☕

✨ "I don't just write stories-I pour pieces of myself into every line, hoping someone out there tastes the same bittersweetness."