Zöe cannot be summed up in words, so bear with me as I try to do just that.
Zöe, you made me look up how to do an ö.
Zöe, who THEN made me look up how to do an á.
Zöe, who tries so hard on the simplest of things, such as remembering a password for Webkinz.
Zöe, who freaks out whenever Fire is in the room.
Zöe, who made a nickname for the guy she likes.
Zöe, who made the nickname be Fire because fire is hot.
Zöe, who can tell me really sad stories.
Zöe, who loves to write stories about death.
Zöe, who loves my house because it is big.
Zöe, who can always tell you a joke.
Zöe, who caused this poem to be incomplete, because we are all still trying to figure her out.
***Love you Zöe!***
YOU ARE READING
Zöe Ritá (Zoeboe333)
PoetryZöe, I hope you read this. To others who do not know Zöe, read it anyway. Hopefully you find SOME kind of humor in it. And no, I will not tell you her last name for privacy reasons.
