the water was cold
the soap smelled like flowers
and I stood there
as it all washed over
and between my fingers.
and I waited
to realize what I was thinking about
to realize that I wasn't thinking anything
just standing-
standing on weak and tired legs
that buckled every now and again
and again.
but the water got too cold
and my fingers went crinkly
and it was just a normal feeling
a completely mundane evening.
you didn't ask me anything
only watched me and thought I didn't see you
the water was cold
and the soap smelled like flowers
and I stood there -
as it all washed over me...
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