Wednesday, April 05, 2006
3:18 AM
from the day i was born,
you just seemed to grow on me.
i'd stroke you adoringly,
wanting you to look beautiful.
i'd tug at you when i was stressed;
you were with me through it all.
your style was undeniable,
even through your growth and times of loss.
you were ever-present, you completed me,
soft to the touch, the shelter you gave me.
i'll miss you,
my hair
