Echoes of an Unreturned Heartbeat
Every pulse held a silent cry, a longing for connection. Each resonance bounced off the void, unanswered, lost. It was a dance of sorrow, played out in the space of a solitary heart. The air itself felt heavy with latent copyright, drowning in the emptiness. Yet, the pulse continued, a unyielding testament to hope that someday, perhaps, the resona