You lay in bed next to your one night stand. Your back was turned to him, your head was resting on your arm. His arm was slung over your waist, and he was sleeping soundly, but you were wide awake, staring off into space. You had only done this to forget about your ex, John, but now it began to dawn on you, but instead of the warm, loving light of day, it was a cold, icy pang. The man you just met might have your number, he may take your name, but he'll never have your heart the way John did.