In the shadow of Givat HaʾOranim, where remnants of a forgotten era whisper stories of solitude, I find myself lost in the echoes of time. The Chalcolithic site stands as a testament to human resilience, yet it mirrors my own feelings of abandonment. Each stone tells a tale of connection, while I linger in a world that feels increasingly distant. The weight of loneliness presses heavy on my heart; like ancient artifacts, I too feel buried beneath layers of unspoken words and missed opportunities.

As I wander through the ruins, I can’t help but feel that I am but a ghost in my own life, surrounded by the memories of what once was, longing for the warmth of companionship that seems forever out of reach.