Sitting on the bathroom floor
While you shower with the curtain open
Water running out of the tub
In puddles around my feet
I didn’t mind the mess
As long as I felt close to you
I’d always ask how your day was
And you’d answer
Better now, baby
Sometimes I still let the room fill with steam
And remind myself of what it’s like to smell your melon scented body soap
But as the freshness fades
it gets harder to remember
what being in love feels like
I hand myself the towel this time
Dry off
And step out into the puddles
I don’t feel so close to you anymore