Chaotic Love
She wasn't for everyone.
She would get lost in the snow
And ask for a jacket
On the hottest of August nights.
Her socks never matched
And her mind was an ocean
Of ideas and thoughts.
No,
She wasn't for everyone;
But, he managed to find love
Within her chaos.
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