and all i know is that everything in here , he said , pounding on his chest where his heart would be , hurt like i was gon na die myself ! you look around , see him coming down on you , look ahead . `` what if i adore them and they do n't like me ? '' if you were to sit here for an hour with a still mind and open ears , you would hear a whole orchestra of sounds . i wanted him more than i 'd wanted anything for a long , long time . 