Slave

Told herself not to wait 

To stop expecting

But everytime the stars lit up the skies

A tiny part of her

Couldn’t help but hope

Helplessly watching as they faded

Perhaps tomorrow 

“He’s just late tonight” she tells herself 

Console for another lonely night.

hang in there.

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