My Hair

I buzzed all my hair off last December 9th.
I buzzed it all off to small little spikes that engulfed my head.

I look good with a buzz cut.

My boyfriend, at the time, was afraid,
He did not tell me until after he was not longer afraid.
He was afraid that I wouldn't be the same.
He was afraid that I would change into something different.
That I wouldn't be the woman he chased.
That I would look like a Man.
He didn't want me to evolve.

But I did.

I became something new.
Something greater.
From that point I made large and momentous steps.
Towards not him but my own life.
Back to the one who would love me for me,
Not for an image I represented.