I have fallen in love with my hair,
It's the kind of love that took sometime,
Sometime is years,
Years of kicking,
Screaming,
Threats,
And tears.
I have finally fallen in love with my hair,
This unruly,
Most times bushy,
Never straight,
Tough as steel wool kind of hair,
Yes I have fallen madly in love with this hair,
It never was like this,
All the fire burnt hot combs,
The bent up blow dryers,
The burns from the chemical.
I hated my hair,
It would never be smooth,
Never sit perfectly still,
And would puff up like an udder,
After a few hours of wind.
But I fell in love with it,
So crazy in love,
With this thick,
Rough,
Kinky hair.
