The feeling when I look up and catch you in a moment, staring at me. Although you always turn away your eyes, we both know that those hundredths of second was longer than any other hundredth seconds that ever existed. Until it happens again and this time even a bit longer. Trembling hands and scrutinizing eyes, you have to feel the same. It can't just be me, it can't just be me, it have to not just be me. I don't think it is, but we 're both too afraid to try. We know that it isn't right, you and I can never work and that's for everybody best.

How can something that doesn't work in either logic or practice
feel so right?