I Begin by getting out the ***. The bigger, the better. But a standard one will do.
II Next, bring out the grounds. The darker they are, the more Bitter they'll be, the more Satisfying it'll feel when it's drunk.
III Fill the *** with split tears to the brim. Anymore and it'd overflow.
IV Place the *** in the coffee maker, Oven, or the microwave. Whichever will boil fastest.
V While the water is boiling Place the honey on the counter. The sugar was always too Sweet for you.
VI Once it's been properly steeped, Let your hands hover cradled around The ***. So that you may feel the heat, But not be burnt.
VII Once the water has cooled to 451 degrees Write down the words you meant to say Tear them and drop them into the ***. If it doesn't smell like regret, you're doing something wrong.
VIII Once you've scowled sufficiently, Make sure to take a sip from the ***. If it still tastes like it used to, Pour in a cup of honey or salt. Stir to dissolve.
VIIII By now the water should taste Of bittersweet regret. Take out the biggest spoon you own And collect a tablespoon of the Lightest grounds, and eat them.
X The lightest grounds will taste Of laughter and of smiling. They’ll taste of roses blooming in your chest And of the sun kissing your skin in winter. The darkest grounds will feel Like thorns.
XI However, you’ve had your fun Now, it’s time to stir in the Darkest grounds. There’s no need to filter them, After all, it’s only instant coffee.
XII Pick up the *** in shaking hands and Pour it all out into your preferred mug. Frown at it and huff angrily as you watch Plumes of smokes rising. It smells just like he did.
XIII Consider throwing the steaming mug at the wall. Picture the shards mixing with the mess it’d make. Imagine how it’d feel to hear the sickening crack Of it shattering. Consider it, but do not act.
XIV Finally, you’re done. You should feel proud of yourself. Now, the best part, after all it’s like they say. You’ve made your brew, Now drink from it.