POV: Meeting the Girl Who Said You’d Never Make It
She played hard to get and wasn’t even afraid of the worms that’ll find her bones. Clocks don’t stop for beauty. My battery’s at 12% and you haven’t replied. We’re both grown, but we still behave like teens. We’re not immortal. If you like me, drop the shy routine. Let’s quit the “who texts first” game. Time is flying—soon we’ll all be worm food.
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