He shouted at me back and now, his tears couldn’t stop running down on his cheeks. “I wanted to ask you a lot of questions! But I don’t know how! BEcasue you are right! A lot of years had passed and I forget how to communicate to my own son! I don’t know how to connect with you! I don’t! That is why all of those words and questions I wanted to give to you, it is all gone. Nothing. I don’t know why, but nothing.” I stood there, frozen after he said that. I could believe he would said that to me, in frnt of me, after somany years of us not being able to see each other.“Really dad? What past is that? Is that the past of where you and mom had s*x and then you had me? And then after a years you realized that you don’t love both of us so you need to find another person who could fulfill that ha
