Hot water rains on my skin
The fog it creates holds me
Like you once did.
I breathe it in,
let it travel over my body
as your hands once did
like I used to breathe you in
and the reminise our love left
in the air.
I close my eyes and let my mind float,
like the vapor,
to you and I
when we were still "us."
I loved you.
You loved me.
Why?
My hand detatches from the wrist
and turns the heat
up
up
up.
Until it burns me.
Like you did, with your burning sweet caresses.
The steam fills the room
Fills my body;
an empty hot vessel without you.
This acid rain from my shower head,
It hurts so good.
Like our love.
Like before.
Now that we're you an I instead of we and our,
I’m just left longing
For the kind of hurt,
For the kind of love,
For the kind of everything that a hot shower can’t give.
never experienced this personally, but this is about missing a toxic, dependent relationship.