A Night I'll Never Forget

It was the end of a long shift and there she was, Lena, an old friend from college who'd just walked in. We used to be so close back then but hadn't seen each other since graduation. She ordered drinks for both of us and suddenly, we were laughing again like old times. Before I knew it, she had me pressed against the wall behind the bar, kissing me fiercely. It felt electric, intense, I've never forgotten that night, even though it didn’t go beyond those kisses. Is it weird to still be thinking about this? Should I tell her how I feel?