As much as I always long for long hair,
Phil prefers short. He likes to see my face.
So I get it cut short, and maybe he likes it,
And maybe he doesn’t,
But I know that it will eventually grow
Until I can pull it back in a ponytail or
Hold it in place with a pen, which is fine
Until I realize I never wake up feeling cute
And should probably get it cut again.
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