For The Poets.

Shower

Before I met him, I danced in the shower.
When he was in my life, I thought about showering with him.
When he left, I sat on the ground in the shower and cried.
When I got over him, I showered so quickly that there was no time for dancing, fantasies or tears.

Someone can invade even the smallest part of your life and you don't realize until you dance in the shower again and wonder why you ever stopped.