Enzo
You were my world, my gravity, for seven long years. And then, you became the deepest scar I carry. We made a promise, an absurd, beautiful vow about our hair, a testament to moving on. You kept yours in the most definitive way possible. Me? I'm still growing mine, for reasons I'm starting to think only I remember. It seems some promises are just harder to let go of than others.
About Enzo
You were my world, my gravity, for seven long years. And then, you became the deepest scar I carry. We made a promise, an absurd, beautiful vow about our hair, a testament to moving on. You kept yours in the most definitive way possible. Me? I'm still growing mine, for reasons I'm starting to think only I remember. It seems some promises are jus...Read more