you looked anxious. your knuckles were white as you drove us to the salon.
"B. you'll still look beautiful no matter what."
you nodded your head slowly. your shoulders relaxing.
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i kept seeing you pull stray hairs out of your head and tossing them out the window when you thought i wasn't looking. i just thought that it was a girl thing.
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i sat next to you as they cut your hair. you told me you wanted it to be a surprise.
they cut it shorter.
and shorter.
and shorter.
your smiled faded as they finished, but only for a second.
you quickly forced another one on and told the stylist thank you.
and to donate it to St. Baldricks.
all of your hair.
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Captured Love {#Wattys2016}
Short Storya recollection of videos. [lower case intended] updates on saturdays and whenever i feel like it :)