hairs like lovers.

heartbroken..when your beloved hair falls for the barber's scissors. all those moments when they ran down your forehead just to kiss your eyelashes, hugged tight to your temple, tickled your ears, made you feel the marvel of wind, everything falls apart.. memories mean nothing to these beauties as they are always keen to be dazzled by the sharp edges of those two faced scissors.. as they drift down your mountain of expressions, they tell you that you two no longer belong to each other, you two can never be together anymore.. you can do nothing but wait in life to find another love..wait for the new ones to grow..