A lyrical monologue about loss and longing
Stopping on the crowded street, counting people in the wind of the subway, staring at my chest under the late night moonlight - the silence on the right chest is like an unfilled sea, ebbing and flowing, but always missing the echo of a heartbeat. This is a lyrical prose full of poetry and pain, describing the vacancies and bridging in life with delicate brushwork. The doctor's rational diagnosis, the lover's brief embrace, the hot buns in the convenience store, the falling ginkgo leaves in the autumn wind... Every detail becomes a measure of loneliness, and the blank space on the right chest is a container for all unfinished emotions. If hugging is to fill the absence of heartbeat, then is loneliness our truest shape? The words are like whispers and tides. Between silence and surge, they outline a profound picture of existence, memory and desire.
Purpose: Using the physiological heart vacancy as a metaphor, we explore the eternal spiritual dilemma of human beings - the desire for the completeness of life and the lonely nature that is destined to be impossible to fill.