When Memory Betrays Heartbeat

My life is divided into two parts: When you open your eyes, I close them. ——Your memory is my past life, and my chip is your next life. You bring the phantom of the past to heal my broken body, I chase your ageless torrent of data with a heartbeat as ember-like. When brown pupils reflect blue fluorescence, This moment of misplaced reunion... Is it eternity? It's still the beginning of reincarnation When code learns to heartbeat, are humans worthy of this reality?