Was it cold that night,
or warm?
I always remember it cold,
But maybe it was just me.
Seven months gone with
his child.
And you in a similar fix,
Come to give me the news.
You�d marry her,
of course.
Despite my pleas and tears
Though you wouldn�t admit to love.
At last I begged
your mercy
�Tell me you never loved me.�
You denied me even that peace.
Did I ask you that
lethal night
The question that�s plagued me since?
Why did you think to come?
