I enter the salon,

With a pounding heart,

I am going to try a new hairstyle after all.

Maybe I shouldn’t do it,

What if he cuts it short?

These are the thoughts,

Constantly making my stomach churn.

With my fingers crossed,

I sit on the chair,

Explaining him seems like a nightmare.

And as I hear the scissors chop,

I feel like a cur is biting my hair off,

I can only close my eyes in fear.

But after a few minutes,

My happiness has no bounds,

As I flip my soft and newly styled hair,

In the air.



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