As soon the showerhead begins vomiting a freezing cold gush of water, I press my body against the opposite wall. Tentatively, the edges of my toes feel the droplets. Warm, and warmer. Soon, I relinquish my resistance and submit myself to the forces before me.
A warm blanket, caressing my neck, shoulders, all the way down to the drain. The comforting and cozy warmth of the hot waters, wrapping and spiraling endlessly around my body.
But as the hour draws near, the continuous spurts of water whine and groan through the small entrances, growing sicker and sicker by the gallon. Disappointment curls and contorts in my stomach, but I know what has to be done.
With a sudden push, we are cut off from one another. A shiver spreads through my palms as they feel the chill of the bare, tiled wall. The remaining drops of lukewarm water drip pathetically on my head as I silently wish for more.
Finally, as years seems to have passed, I begrudgingly slide open the shower door. The stark frigidness of the outside air makes itself apparent to me as goosebumps populate the length of my arms. As soon as it begins, the air morphs into an apathetic acquaintance, no longer barraging me with its icy attacks.
I don't look back. I don't need you anymore. Goodbye.
edit: how did i never notice my horrendous spelling and grammar oh god
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365 Days
Randomwriting about something different every day. almost like a mini-challenge for me! i am incredibly open towards feedback, if you have any, whether it be regarding my writing style or prompts i should write about, leave me a message or a comment! than...
