My Emma.

My dear and gorgeous agglomerate of hair,

It has now been more than a year since you left me. You grew and I guess I just couldn’t bring myself to accept it. You see, I’m not too fond of change - why change what’s already perfect? Nevertheless, I slowly watched you go and, week after week, I watched you getting bigger and bigger, the inevitable feeling of impending loss eating at my heart. Then the hiatus came and I thought that maybe over vacation you would remember how gorgeous you used to be and maybe, just maybe, you would go back to being short and clean, with no visible signs of a side-parted hairstyle whatsoever. I was wrong - when you came back you were even more grown up and so were the endless days of the uncontrolled man fringe. I tried to like you, truly, I have, but I just couldn’t. I loved who you were before too much. The longing I felt for your older self was too big.

Today, as I write this, a relieved smile is plastered on my face. YOU CAME BACK.YOU ARE HERE AGAIN. You finally realized that this is how you truly are perfect. I can’t express how happy I am, but I am thanking the Gods above. Please never change.

I've been missing you since the end of season 4, short hair. Welcome back and please never leave me again.

Love,

Your biggest fan.

(GIFS not mine)