Regret
Sounds like…
Voices cracking in the middle of the explanation.
Apologies that never get heard.
Rehearsal but no performance.
Regret
Looks like…
Everything but their face, because you’re looking all around so you don’t have to meet their gaze.
Silence that weighs heavier than any words ever could.
Absence.
Regret
Tastes like…
The same cup of coffee you’ve had every morning for the past three years.
By the Brooke 