Lost Signals [Ongoing]

a whisper from the past | i

With the days dragging on,

Maya began to retreat

into the sanctuary of her memories.

She opened her laptop

and dove into her archived files.

Scrolling through old photos,

she allowed herself to reminisce

about their picnic dates,

road trips,

and quiet evenings spent watching movies.

As she enthusiastically attended

to her memories,

the screen flickered

as though it had a pulse.