Nights were hers,
because
Mornings used to wake her up
With compromises.
But the Niht,
Embraced her longings
with their expectations.
Forenoon:
brought the people
Presented to her, by time.
Niht:
threw the ones she deserved
And brought the ones she wanted.
And sometimes maybe
it's none to bring back.
But none ever comforted her
more than the one
The nihts bestowed her with.
Nights,
Were hers.
Mornings,
Were theirs.
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