Perhaps it's what both their hearts have been wanting all along - to be broken. In order to know that they are whole enough to break.
Jenny's absence seems to describe her better than her presence does; she is a looming vessel of her own withholding. 
Take your picture off the wall So I won't have to see your eyes
And maybe soon I won't recall
The painful things that once were nice
If only the winter could have opened up to show her it was vulnerable, too. The
