It’s a phone screen stuck in the middle of everything , red flowers bleeding around it, error codes, old logs, and that big red "ERROR 404".

On the screen you see the messages:
"Hey baby, how was work?"
Then suddenly "We need to break up, I don’t love you anymore."
And the reply "But I love you."

Just like that.
One moment normal love talk, next moment everything crashes.
The heart is still typing, still trying, but the system says page not found.

This piece is me sitting in the middle of it all , our feelings, our relationships, our "I love yous" now happening inside screens and notifications.
Sometimes the connection breaks. Sometimes the love gets lost in the code.
But we still type. We still feel. We still bleed even when it says "Error."