For every girl who questions
whether or not to replace tomorrow morning
with anticipation for a lover’s call,
for two measly words sprawled across a digital screen
so that you can give him the credit of thinking of you
in the morning—
For every girl who gets let down upon
these tiny fractions of expectation built up over
innocence and pure adoration
but will…
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