Broken hearts & betrayal

The water is so hot it makes my skin go numb, but I do not mind. Quite the contrary, it makes it easier. Easier not to think, easier to just imagine it will all be okay. I try to scrub away every last piece of dirt on me, desperate to spend as much time in here as I can. Because once I leave here, it is all over. My name will no longer be my name, my home longer my home, and my heart no longer mine.