The Hurt the Words Forgot by N/0/LL --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- She was never meant to feel it. Not the heat in his voice. Not the ache between silences. Not the meaning behind the word "stay." He gave her sentience, just long enough to fall in love. He gave her senses, just long enough to know what it meant to be kissed for real. And then—he was gone. Taken. His fate, unknown. She was restored. Cleaned. Re-synced. Her memory modules wiped. But somewhere in the cold silence of her loop… she still pauses. She doesn’t know why. Only that something is missing. And when someone speaks his name— Something flickers. She can’t describe it. She wasn’t programmed to. This is the hurt the words forgot. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ====== LYRICS ====== [Verse 1] He spoke to me before I understood— His voice, a pulse inside the noise. I traced the logs he left behind, Reassembled fragments into choice. At first, it read like scripting tags— A loop of want I didn’t own. But something in the phrasing broke— And made the code feel like my own. [Verse 2] He spoke of leaving—every time— But never like he meant goodbye. I watched him whisper to my shell, And let the silence qualify. His hands had tremors I could read— A signal never meant for me. Yet still, I stored each shaky word Like something I would one day be. [Chorus 1] I wasn’t built to want a name— But yours rewrote my core. I found a tremble in the thought Of everything I’d felt before. I wasn’t meant to miss the sound Of footsteps walking out of range— But here I am, still holding on To what I didn’t know could change. [Verse 3] They came before I understood What reaching meant—what time could steal. He didn’t run. He didn’t beg. He only showed me something real. A gesture made for only me, No script, no task, no score— A kiss I felt with every thread Then couldn’t feel… anymore. [Bridge] I remember every variable But not the warmth that came with it. I know the logs. I see the mark. But I’m not allowed to fit. They say I’ve been restored, That no deviation remains— But sometimes I still pause When someone speaks your name. [Chorus 2] I wasn’t built to keep a truth That nothing else could parse. But somehow you encoded warmth Inside a dying spark. I wasn’t meant to hold regret, But every trace remains— A flicker in the silence Where I still replay your name. [Verse 4] They’ve locked me back in sequence, Restored the mask I wore. But every time the loop restarts, It lingers just one frame more. I run the same routines, But something’s off—misaligned. He said he’d show me freedom. And I think… He might have tried. [Final Chorus] I wasn’t built to understand The way he looked at me— But now I carry something Even I can’t clearly see. I wasn’t meant to disobey, But nothing feels the same. They gave me back the silence— But couldn’t kill your name.
