Plats

I cut my hair
Long ago
I felt that
would be right.
I could not
Understand
Your words:
"Your plats
Is in my heart"...
I felt so ugly,
Needed change.
And once
I have lost you...
"Plats in my heart"
Words still are pain...
I felt
I wounded you.

Yes I do know
That We parted
Long before,
In bed...
But I am trying
Have my plats
My memory
My faith.
One day
I open door
To heart
And whisper
With all Love...
My plats are back
Be back with me...
But only Moon will come