HEARTBEAT ECHOES UNRETURNED

Every beat held a silent cry, a longing for reciprocity. Each echo bounced off the silence, unanswered, unheard. It was a choreography of sorrow, played out in the void of a solitary heart. The air itself felt heavy with latent copyright, lost in the vacuum. Yet, the heartbeat continued, a stubborn testament to belief that someday, perhaps, the re