Lost Signals [Ongoing]

echoes of the heart | i

As fall wilted into winter,

Maya continued to visit Danny's grave

--regularly.

Each visit transformed into a ritual of sorts,

a way to maintain her connection

with him amidst the whirlwind of change.

She placed fresh flowers at his headstone,

their fragrances mingled

with the crisp scent of approaching snow,

and recounted tales of her recent endeavors,

an unspoken vow swirling around them.