i was surely going to freeze to death with all the warmth we wouldn’t share
shaking me at once
making my empty hands go numb
and blue

so we turn the shower on too hot 
and lay on the floor in the steam- 
watch the version of myself that Isn’t 
get too pink in the hot water while
the version of me that Is twists
my hair into a big dry braid
over and over and over again once

once She’s clean
She steps over me, frizzy and damp on the floor,
up and out of the bathroom entirely.