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.

This poem is about: 
Me

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