Original Lyrics & musical arrangement © Artanne - All rights reserved. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Used audio upload: https://suno.com/s/TfG3Z1uZe09sCtBH by RCKTMN: @rcktmn *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I wait for doors half open, Rooms I’ve never seen, Echoes in the hallway, Of where we might have been. I trace the shape of silence, Across an empty wall, Listening for footsteps, That never came at all. I talk into the silence, It never answers back. I build a small tomorrow, From everything I lack. I set another place down, At a table meant for two. I swear I almost hear you, In things we didn’t do. I miss what never happened, Names I never learned, Days that never started, Bridges never burned. I’m reaching for the outline, Of something that won’t form, This hunger for a future, That never was born. Maybe it’s a memory, From some unwritten page. Maybe it’s a version, We never got to stage. I don’t miss a person, I miss the chance to try, A life that kept on forming, Just beyond the why. I miss what never happened, Names I never learned, Days that never started, Bridges never burned. I’m reaching for the outline, Of something that won’t form, This hunger for a future, That never was born. Never was born. © Artanne - 2026
