Why, today, do I feel so sad? Why do the tears flow so readily? Yesterday, I was fine.
Why, today, do I feel emptiness where you used to be?
I've been thinking and talking about you a lot. I miss you. I want you back.
Tonight, I will talk about you and think about you some more, in the company of other people who are in this club that no-one wants to join.
Our one night was special. Precious. Too short. It's all I have of you and I clutch it tightly.
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