Cut with dull scissors
And tied with a ribbon
Curated under
The glass of my pendant
You always said you hated the things you can't control
Like the wild hair that grows from your follicles
I've been collecting pieces of your hair
To tuck away in the locket that I wear
Pretty strands that grew in your youth
Pieces that I'll always hold on to
Sweeter than a vial of your blood
Will never dry or disintegrate
Pieces that you tied back when we made love
Now slipped away where they loyally wait
When you're old, grey and diseased
I'll still have parts of your young body
The one you lived in when you loved me
The rest of you now decomposing
I've been collecting pieces of your hair
To tuck away in the locket that I wear
Pretty strands that grew in your youth
Pieces that I'll always hold on to
One day you'll be dead and in bone
But bits of you will be existing on
Pretty strands that grew in your youth
The pieces that I'll always hold on to
YOU ARE READING
Hair Lockets
Fanfiction-Quotev saw it first- I've been collecting pieces of your hair to tuck away in the locket that I wear. Pretty strands that grew in your youth. Pieces that I'll always hold on to.
