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I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. Each tiny, glittering trail they made across my icy cheek was replicating the cracks that shattered across my heart. Each second sliced bloodily into the still air around me, the single tick of a clock resounded in my ear as if I were at the heart of a thunderstorm, being thrashed around in the violent arms of Mother Nature. No comfort came in the warm sensation of shower water tingling against my back. The once comforting aroma of Mango and Silk Extract now singed my nasal hairs like acid. Acid were the thoughts in my head, the words on my tongue.

I stepped out of the burning embrace onto the bath mat slowly, draining from each moment a sufficient amount of emotion to keep me from turning my back on humanity to sink into insanity completely. The soft fluff that coated the mat felt nice on my toes. I wiggled them vigorously against the soft material. The reddish pink of my skin was a stark contrast to the pristine clean of the bath mat, and if it were posssible I might have laughed. Today was no time for laughter, nor any day after the present. The past had consumed me, and the future was bleak ahead of me and the present...it lay like a dorment volcano, waiting to explode and destroy all that has been created around it. At least, that's what it felt like. In reality, I knew that this would pass and soon he would become a fuzzy part of my very distant past.

I stood silently for a moment, contemplating what to do next. The heater in front of me hummed and gurgled like a contented baby, radiating heat.