one empty room

Looking through the windows, you  cannot see, an empty room, a broken compass, torn threads, a photo album, a ring and more emptiness. Come inside, I will welcome you, in this empty room I will look for something to give you. In all the corners of my empty room, I will look for something for you. Here is my compass, but it is broken, it will lead nowhere. The threads are good for nothing, maybe the photo album? It is so dusty, you can barely see something. I would give you the ring, but how can I if it's not mine. Don't look around, there is nothing. Just walk freely. After all, in this empty room, the most precious thing is you.