and I would like to thank my shower for always being there with me through everything. my shower has seen the most vulnerable parts of me, and not just because I am physically naked in there, but because my soul is naked there as well. my shower has seen me cry and has listened to my stifled sobs and my muffled screams, as tears mixed with the water flowing from the faucet. my shower has seen me make love and create steam with more than just the hot water, but with our hot bodies pressed against each other with moans escaping us as we smile and kiss. my shower has heard me sing every song known to man, and has heard me mess up... a lot. I say sorry to my shower, as if it has feelings, but maybe it's just because I'm so used to ******* up all the time. my shower has watched me in the worst time of my life as I cut open my skin to let the demons out again and again. the blood would mix with the water and I always wondered if the water pressure would increase in that moment because it was crying for me to stop. my shower has lifted up my spirit in times of need, like on the day she left because I knew something was wrong. so what did I do? I got in the shower, blared oceans, and sobbed for a good thirty minutes. I wasn't ready to face the day, but I felt a bit more ready to hear those 5 horrible words that I knew were coming for me, "I'm breaking up with you". and most importantly, my shower has seen me smile. it has seen me smile as I sing and fail to do so and it has seen me laugh because I have such a beautiful life, and I will be so much more than what I am now. I know this because my shower has shown me with its constant companionship, and that is why I would like to thank my shower.