"And thus I cut my hair to remind myself that I too can change..." she said looking past him.
"But why? I love your hair the way it is." he quoted smiling at her.
"Does it bother you? It is in fact my hair." looking at him with placid eyes.
"... Well it does bother me. Maybe there is a guy out there who would love to feel your long hair. To run his fingers through it." nervousness makes him look away.
"You sound so mutual to that portrayal." she says laughing through her words.
"eh... I guess." he turns away this time.

She gets up and walks towards the window, opening it she looks outside towards the sky.

"The birds... I hate them so much but I wish I could be as free as they are. And thus I cut my hair to remind myself that... I too can change." she becomes fragile as well as dazed.
He too lifts himself from being seated and approaches her. "Are you always this stubborn?" he grabs her hand. "Because if you are you make the chase for you even more challenging."
"I am not stubborn.' she pulls her hand from within his. 'I just have a really strong shell and why would you chase after me?" she moves closer to the balcony doors.
"The thrill. The passion.' he moves closer to her 'The fact that I cannot have you kills me.' he leans in and hugs her 'You just make it so hard... not to fall in love with you." he kisses her.

She pushes him away and looks at him with wicked eyes. "I too can change." she whispers with flames in her eyes. "I too can change!" With this she walks away angered.
He sighs and looks at the birds she longed to become. "You want to change so badly but that will not change how you have felt. How I've felt. How I still feel."
She looks at him in dismay. "There is nothing I can do or that I will do. Simply because until now I have not been able to belong and now I have a place to call my own, and thus I cut my hair to remind myself that... I too can change." she smiles. "There will always be a place in the corner of your heart for me even so." she nears him and places a hand on his shoulder. "Just because I choose to change does not mean for you to change as well. I just can't bear to have my heart broken once more. I will paint a picture with flowers and black and green flames around the world, to remind myself that you are still there." He looks at her with a saddened gesture in his eyes. "never become lackadaisical just because I am not present in your time, I will always be happy to see your face no matter how brutal the sky shines."

For I give my leave into the the small rabbit hole beneath the tree and return to my world.
There will always be a place for me in the corner of your heart.
 And thus I cut my hair to remind myself that I too can change.