I guess I sort of knew,
As that dance flowed through me.
I could still remember the tears,
Gently running.

I guess that night was the start,
Of everything I feared.
There was no peace in my heart,
Only fear of the certainty.

I don't miss you anymore,
But sometimes I wondered.
What made me liked you,
What drove me to you?

Was it the drama,
Was it the hype?
Was it the high,
Or was it the pride?