Unfamiliar

She reeked of regrets,
and yesterdays
and "what if"s,
and maybes,
and grief,  
and lost love
and broken trust
and broken hearts 
and three a.m
and tear-stained pillows
and bloodshot eyes
and sad songs 
and "What did I do wrong?"s;

she bore the past stoically,
and never once complained as it broke her spirit and flayed her soul 
 
she sipped yesterday slow, with no chaser
and let it burn in her belly.
 
so when happiness finally came calling,
she was no longer familiar with it's flavor
and
she could not stomach the taste
 
 
 
#TMA