Empty Rooms

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 angle 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.
Breathe.