"You take care of everyone, don't you?"
"If they need me, of course. I'd never turn my back on those I love."
"And what about you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you always fix them, correct? You pick up the pieces of their hearts and their dreams and you put them back together."
"Yeah, so? What is your point?"
"Do any of them do the same for you?"
"Why should they? They have to worry about themselves."
"But you don't have to worry about yourself?"
"I do. I take care of myself."
"After you take care of them, first."
"Well, yeah."
"But if you take care of yourself, why is your heart still broken?"
"Well, I only have so much glue, you