See... Nights are strange... It's a time when you really remember the beautiful moments spent with a special somebody and cherish those moments while being fully aware that you could never be with her... It's a truly mixed feeling of good memories and sad nostalgia ... In the day I try to convince myself she is not mine and it's in my best interest to forget her and let her be with someone she likes now but at night the painful remainder of her memory creeps into mind and I can truly get convinced for the umpteenth time that I can never forget her ever again...