That Night

There was a flare in my eyes
That night,
Like a war had commenced
Between my heart and my mind.

Wasn't I obliged to be happy
About the word that came?
Then why was my sense,
Acting so lame?

After speaking to you for hours
That night,
I finally fell asleep.
Like,you were meant to be a Keep!

Sometimes when I am a little low,
I recall
That night,
And I love the fact that,it brings to me,
A 'glow'.