`` and i never saw you at school ? '' we both knew each other so well , that i felt confident enough to ask her to join me for coffee at the coffee stand just outside the library . he 'd gotten some on his fingers . her head on the mud , she bled from her face . i can hear her voice in my mind , and the memory makes me smile . i stand and walk around his desk to where he 's sitting in his chair . people just do n't know how to do it yet . 