for aaron

A friend of mine trusted me with a pair of scissors and a fairly old razor to cut his hair. Aarons' hair is now gone. My sweet soulmate allowed me to cut off all his curly brown lock off. it was terribly frightening! we postponed multiple times trying to make this a little easier for him but it turned out suprisingly well..amazing.

here aaron with his bro fro:



and now with the original jade cut:

The cutting process took place in my back yard. By the end of it there were little animal like curls all over the grass. Oh its so amazing to me how a hair do can change the way some people look. Especially the cut, it changes the persons whole persona. It reviles a different side of the person that has always been there, but hidden away. Now its released and there is nothing you can do but to just take it in and remember who it is. I most definitely see Aaron in a different way now, its just strange he looks older or something i cannot put my finger on it , but he is still my sweet Aaron, the boy who will stick with me through anything.
I love how he actually understands my ups and downs. He knows how to act and react when I start getting down. When I get depressed its terribly, but I am sure its that way for most people. It just springs at me and attacks every good thought I have. Except sometimes my artistic side , occasionally ill be able to write and I come up with stuff like :

" it happened
it shouldnt have
But i am weak
I let it grab hold
I let it pull me under
It unleashed me, I thought .
But it tugged me back
It gave me whiplash that wont go away
I tried to free myself
Thinking makes it worse
Explination is impossible
Help is wanted
needed
gone
Exhaustion is what it leaves me
I cry
I yell
I belive
I fight it
But it got ahold of me
Im turing blue
I have to break free

its one of my favoire poems ive written .I was not in a good place but if i wasnt i would never be able to write like this.

becasue of aaron ive been doing alright, i dont know what id do without him.