Taken With the Wind
I;
I find it funny
How guys like you
End up
Liking girls
Like me.
I never really understood why
You liked my oddly colored
Red hair
And Indy type style.
I guess It was just fate in a way.
That the day I moved
Away from the Cold
And toward the heat.
To Santa Monica
That you’d be there to show me
How things worked.
Even though I knew
You had no idea what you were doing.
How guys like you
End up
Liking girls
Like me.
I never really understood why
You liked my oddly colored
Red hair
And Indy type style.
I guess It was just fate in a way.
That the day I moved
Away from the Cold
And toward the heat.
To Santa Monica
That you’d be there to show me
How things worked.
Even though I knew
You had no idea what you were doing.
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If you haven't gotten it, this type of story is a short, poetry form of story. I got the idea from the series by Ellen Hopkins. If you like, comment and subscribe. That's the only way this story will stay. <3