Gemotions

He paced his cramped apartment, the listing open on his laptop. The house, his childhood home, was being sold. He knew this would happen. His father had passed six months ago.

He kept seeing his father's face. The disappointed look he got every time he came back home. The house was a symbol of all his failures. The missed opportunities. The things he said he would do, but never did.

He slammed his fist against the wall. He remembered every fight. Every harsh word. Every promise broken. It was too late now to make amends.

He wished he could undo the past. He sank into his chair, the weight of his actions crushing him. He’d never get another chance.