What's best left unsaid?

A speaker spend, a listener left with regrets in his stead

In a life of loss, silence can cost you more than you expect

Held tongues relate a bitter taste when prone to reminisce

Anamnestic, recipient absent, the circuit's dead

We live these linear lives unidirectional, towards an inevitable end

We must make everything explicit

That's how we left it: unsaid

Now i'm at a loss for words