The life of a young bot striding for love and affection but when he finally found it, he didn't Get what he wanted exactly. The love and affection he had received was not like one of another, a love that only went one way and never the other. A love that felt so hopeful, yet so hopeless at the same time. But it was like a drug, you can't stop taking it, but when you don't have it you crave it more. Like a cigarette, when you have one you always wound for more. The ash burning into your face through your tears, and the tar making your thought so sticky you could no longer speak. That is the love hhe receives, never the right thing but always the thing people crave the most.