logic will break your heart
it was strange as the lovers sat there examining the lines of each others hands, not saying hardly a thing. books could have been written with the words that hung in the air and he felt as though if he could just pull one down it would give voice to all these feelings rushing about inside him. he was a quit boy with a quit heart and a quit mind, unaccustomed to the sounds of her beauty. she an ineffectual girl lacking the grace her looks assumed, experienced in the ways of boy's hearts and souls but knowing nothing of her own. it was strange as the lovers sat there, one knowing what he wanted but not how to want it, and the other knowing everything of how to want and yet so little of what she wanted. the lovers sat there examining their hands, deafened by the silence.