this night is wild; these hearts they race from self control.

[bran_mannic]

and you stood at your door with your hands on your waist and you kissed me like you meant it and I knew that you meant it.  you meant it, you meant it.

This song still makes me think of Jeff. 
As much as flying on cloud nine then plummeting back to earth hurts, I wouldn't undo loving him for anything.  
Anything.