one night only (?)

big party. free flowing booze. music to dance to.
it was almost inevitable that sparks would fly. well, at least the kind that you see when you're drunk. so there we were dancing our asses off in our own separate groups. separate but close enough to eye each other, share smiles and thank gawd for the alcohol got over our fears and said hi to each other, actually it was me who approached and introduced myself. he was cute and all. soon, one of his girl friend comes over and introduces herself and proceeds to introduce him to me, unaware that names have been exchanged. thats when i knew he was into me as well.

a few more moments and he asks me to got out of the tent and talk a while. shared our own stories and soon we were kissing. exchanged numbers and went our own ways.

thing is, neither of us texted nor called each other after that. maybe the old fears came back along with the sobriety. maybe the realities set in along with the headaches. or maybe its just really meant for one night.