Time crept by like a snake catching its prey, slowly. But then it stuck to capture it. To get ahold of it.
I could never get ahold of you. Not even when you were sitting next to me. The days went by slow as I was waiting for you to lose interest.
Even with all of my efforts to hold on to you, you still slipped through my hands and crumbled to the ground, you took my heart with you. And even if I was reaching out to try to grab it,even if I used all my strength I still couldn't. Because you were the snake and I was your prey.
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Sad girl hours
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