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.