“Who are you?” - those were the hardest three words to hear in my life. And the worst part,they came from myself.

I look at my own reflection as I wonder who the person in front of me is.

We do not look the same anymore. We share nothing. Nothing,except the blood from our veins. And our name.

But nothing more.

“I am not you.” - I look at the reflection one more time before I smile.