almost real. - Empty Rooms

You were building something real while I was running from my life.
I never saw the distance growing till there was nowhere left to hide.
Now the house goes quiet, and I hear what I ignore.
Every room still carries echoes of the words we left unsaid.
You were trying to reach me, I was trying to outrun myself.
Don't leave me in these empty rooms.
Don't leave me in these empty rooms.
I'm still calling out for you.