• LONG HAIR DONT CARE

    by  • March 18, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    LONG HAIR DON’T CARE
    -one of the saddest things that’s come true.
    We met right after we both chopped off our hair. I will never, ever forget the first time I met you. I don’t know who it was that was introducing us. I just remember when I reached out my
    hand for you to shake, something happened. Please, I promise I am not being melodramatic in the least bit. Something crazy happened when our hands touched. The only way I know
    how to describe it was that in that moment, as soon as we grasped hands, it was like I was outside my body, and I either was seeing things from right outside my body or I was in a
    whole other place. I cant say which one or even describe anything about it because it was gone in a split second, as soon as our hands let go; like an electric shock. I wish I could see a
    replay of this. I don’t remember if I smiled and said nice to meet you or just stood there awkwardly with a dumbfounded look on my face. I would bet on the latter being that I remember
    walking away thinking, “wow that was weird, why am I so awkward?” Anyways, a year and half later our hair’s long again and We. Don’t. Care. Such a shame.

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