To touch your voice again

A world that has already ended, its quiet memories lingering.
A story that gazes at the faint echo of a lost connection.
The stillness before dawn, the first light slipping through the curtains, the murmur of the city.
Every ordinary scene calls back a voice that refuses to fade.
Carrying feelings that will never reach their destination, the heart keeps gathering fragments of time, reaching out to what keeps drifting farther away.
Even if the path leads only to an ending, the wish remains the same: to feel that voice once more.
A quiet prayer left behind in the silence.