It always starts out with the kind smile, the warmth of that first hello, the heart-felt embrace we've needed for so long. We look into each other and know beyond a shadow of a doubt that we were meant for each other. We hold eachother like we will ocme unglued if we ever let go. Then, as always, reality sets in and the thought of us ever being right showers a pouring rain of doubt and resentment all over my beautiful dream. Why can't I just have that one night of happiness, fond memories and unconditional love that I once remembered? If I can't have you now, and will never meet you in heaven, I will ask for one night. One night to remember you by. The man that I loved, the man that was once mine. One night.....Please.