i stand in the shower
and let the water beat against my head,
as if they were the thoughts of you
showering my mind,
each droplet is a memory,
those that we never had,
i turn up the temperature
trying to erase the doubt,
yet regret is all it brings about.
stepping outside, the mirror is fogged,
much like my memory of ever loving you.
i wipe it with my hand, only to see myself mocked
as i disappear along with the dew.
everything felt better when we were together
even something as insignificant as a shower,
it took me time to realize
it was only on one side.