The Audio Guide

We walked through the halls,
both of us wearing headphones,
listening to stories from
    the audio guide.

The suggestion was mine.

I’ve been told you can’t regret
    the things you didn’t say,
and I talk a lot.

I’m regularly a few steps ahead of her,
    trying to concentrate;

she has these soft blonde hairs,
it’s like peach fuzz,
    the most wonderful thing.

But beauty fades,
and we had nothing in common.