What happens when you stop recognizing the person who was born into your hands, whom you have known your entire life? What happens when every step in his direction puts another set of hundred miles in between, distancing you even further than you already were? How do you keep your heart in one piece when all his looks cuts even deeper than his words? Do you ever stop wondering about what changed it all? Was it something you did or was it just fate diverging you in different directions, probably, never to reconcile again?
Do you ever get used to it?