That night and you.

That night was bitter in its simplicity,
overwhelmingly so.
I crave to whisper thousands of words to you,
only returning
with thousands of disagreements.

That night was beautiful it its complexity,
twistedly so.
I cannot forget your scent of comfort
and sweet smoke.
I do not think I could ever forget you.

You are terrifying in your felicity,
perfectly so.
I have long since known better
and should know better,
yet I may just always return.

You are charming in your toxicity,
handsomely so.
I touch your hand with a faint smile
that will only fade by morning.
I never could forget you.