“Don’t you love me?”

“Well, do I know you? Everyday you change your life, you change your mind. Wouldn’t everyday I meet a new you? I can’t have a feeling for a body with a soul that all the time is changing. I won’t lie to you. I care about you, so bad. But I can not love you if you keep changing so oftenly, and in a radical way.”

“So...” a lonely tear roll down her cheeks

“I can’t love you.”