2003-04-19 08:35:11 ET|
I used to find your fucking hair all over everthing in my world. It almost got annoying. I would have it on my clothes, I would see it all over my car. It would end up in the most strangest places at the most crazy times.
Sometimes I would pull a strand off me and think of how much you were woven into my life. Sometimes I would be dealing with somthing horribly stressful and there a strand would catch my eye and all would be better.
I remember traveling far away from you, unpacking my bags and there would be lots of little reminders of you there. OMG your fucking hair is on everything.
Now a long time has passed. Your hair hung around a while. I would still see it here or there. I had different thoughts though when I would come across it. Now little by little it has all gone, I can't see it on my clothes anymore, I don't see it in the bathroom. There is not one strand in my car anymore. I have found myself looking for it, but its all gone. Fucking hair...