"I don't know. I just feel like love is not for me. I feel like I don't deserve to be loved." Once upon a time I used to think that was pure bullshit. I used to believe that everyone deserves to be loved. But not anymore. "I guess we both do have something in common." I say. "No we don't. We can't have anything in common." What? What does that even mean? "Why?" I ask. "Because-" he pauses then says "If we collide, we'd explode."