how could a heart like yours (ever love a heart like mine)

Turning on the shower, Keith tries to relax, letting the water soak his hair - and he runs his fingers through them, straightening the knots out, but his fingers trip on one of Lance's clips and his hair tie.

Holding them, Keith just stares - and suddenly he can't tell the difference between the warm water hitting his face and the tears sliding down his cheeks.