He washes me.
He sees my body.
He sees my burns.
He sees all my scars.
The scars she left.
She went out to the bar.
She won’t be back.
Not soon.
He takes me out of the bath.
He dresses me.
I tell him I can dress myself.
He says don’t ruin the moment.
I smile.
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Crossed Fingers
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