Please don't cut your hair
I know you dont care but I can't handle that
I'll start to recognize you
I'll start to feel all the things I've been trying so hard to repress
I'll see home again; instead of this extraordinary girl who lives entirely without me
And maybe it doesnt make sense to you, how a simple haircut can change an entire outlook
But I promise you, it can
I fell inlove with you when you had short hair
But you left me as it began to grow
I took it as if your beautiful long hair was a symbol that you were prosperous without me.
That I, a weed in your life, was the reason you couldn't grow
But thats not true, is it?
You grew with me, and although it broke our hearts, you still grew with me
my god you grew with me
Please don't cut your hair
Its easier to forget all the feelings
Even when I see you two kiss
its easier
and harder
all at the same time
maybe I'll die once again when i see my broken home filled with life
and maybe it'll be fine
YOU ARE READING
My Past Memories
Short StoryWho are you when you're desperate enough to find love in anything? Different times, different people. Not entirely sure what to call this "book" but every piece is a day with someone or my personal feelings with them at the time.
