I love you, for what you are. We’ve had a rough relationship, and I know that I haven’t always been appreciative of you, but the truth is, we go together perfectly and I’m so grateful of you.
I’m sorry I didn’t know how to deal with you in middle school so I relaxed you right at the roots. I’m sorry I put so much gel and mouse in you, that was just suffocating you and that isn’t right. I’m sorry for all of the times I snipped an end off because I thought it would help.
In general, I’m sorry for middle school. But aren’t we all?
I’m sorry for straightening you and putting you through all of those painful heat waves, that was so abusive. I’m sorry for pulling you out all the time when it wasn’t time for you to go.
I loved swimming, but you didn’t. You were parched and I did not know how to deal with you then. I didn’t realize all you needed was a drink, or I would’ve done it.
You do have to realize, you’re as stubborn and headstrong as I am. You didn’t work with me for most of my life, you worked against me, or so it seemed. You can’t blame me for getting mad and wishing you were different, but now that we’re on good terms, I know that you’re right for me.
We’ve had good times, and we’ve had bad. We’ve done it all together, and for that I love you. I can’t promise that I’ll always be right, but I can promise that I will always try to treat you well.