Days without your voice are long,
silence hums my favorite song.
I try to fill the empty air,
but echoes say you're still out there.
The world keeps turning slow,
but where you are, I'll never know.
Days without your voice,
I don't really have a choice.
Each moment plays your sound,
though you're nowhere to be found.
Morning light through window blinds,
paints the memories I rewind.
Your laughter fills the room again,
a melody without an end.
I talk to ghosts of time,
pretending you're still mine.
Days without your voice,
still echo through the noise.
I whisper into space,
and hope it finds your face.
Maybe someday I'll forget the tone,
but never what it felt like home.
Days without your voice,
still carry my choice.
To love you through the void,
where silence fills the noise.
