she couldn't sit still.. her mind and heart would wander to thoughts of him and her. Together. such proximity, such soul's resonance was hard to come by, she knew. But there were other obstacles strewn their way - goals, time, greed, society, and then of course, him too. Such was the tragedy of the love's tale that I am about spin.. She couldn't sit still. He would haunt the renewable thoughts of the present, he could discard that which she held most precious like flutters of leaves into the mid air.. She couldn't sit still. Her restless soul knew no peace..