I wasn't just talking about muffins. You couldn't have known what it would mean to me.

[ Most people didn't find themselves suddenly on the verge of tears because they'd been given a muffin by someone they have feelings for. It's nothing she expected him to know; she just wants him to understand why her reactions are like this sometimes. Why she seems pulled in two directions at once even now. ]

I want to remember. And I don't want to leave yet. I know I should, but -- if this is all we have, I want more of it.

[ It sounds selfish to her ears, but she can't quite want to take it back. ]