I think about that night often
remembering how it felt to be in your arms
and how it felt when you didn't stay the night.
The rush of emotion, hot and cold,
sweating and shivering.

I think about how you just left
forever changed by the passion we shared
but neither of us different for the better.
We loved one another more
but were left harder by the new feelings.

I think about that night often
remembering how it felt when you wanted me back
and how it felt to say I couldn't go through it again.
The rush of emotion, hot and cold,
knowing I should've said yes.