Empty Rooms

There's a space Where you Stayed. Now it echoes Your name. I walk through these empty rooms. Every corner feels like you. Like the shadows learned your shape And refuse to let it fade. There's a silence in the ceiling. There's a weight inside the floor. Every step I take is heavier Than it ever was before. Stay. Stay. I Don't hear your voice anymore, But it lingers in my head. Like a melody that vanished, But refuses to be dead. There's no anger left to hold on, Just a quiet, endless blue. Like the sky before the sunrise, Still untouched, Still missing you. In these empty rooms, You still breathe. Through the silence, Inside me. Not gone, Just not here. Rooms. You. You. Breathe. Maybe I will learn to carry All the pieces that remain. Maybe time will turn the echo Into something I can name. Every step Feels like you.