Pat

i changed my hair today
you always liked it when it was different
prided your own short hair
a rebellion against strict parents
even when mine was funny colors
you’d joke about the color of the week
even when you forgot it’s name
you even liked it when it was almost gone
patting me on the head because it felt funny
you always smiled when i walked through the door
with a new strange haircut or color
except when it was blonde,
because i was in the middle of bleaching it
your laughter echoes in my head
my hair was blue after you were gone
i wore it that way for you
even with the mild side eyes
my own act of rebellion i guess
i changed my hair today
it made me think of you