Whispers of Struggle

When a sorry is held back that needs to be said,
It ends up so quiet, a weight in your head.
When pride or anger stands in love’s way,
Regret becomes the cost that’s paid each day.

Once there was warmth, now there’s only space,
A gap that regret can never erase.
Time moves on fast, leaving behind,
The words left unspoken, still haunting your mind.