Distance. It's always the distance that mends or breaks your heart. Sometimes a person is near to you and yet they feel so far away; whereas, sometimes a person is miles away from us and yet they feel so near. The first time I felt the distance so overwhelming was when I left the house, leaving my family behind. And the most recent time I felt this distance overwhelming, when I started ignoring Harris. The distance felt so heart wrenching; like someone was ripping a part of me apart.
I was in the bakery shop after what seemed like ages, baking some urgent and pending orders of the cupcakes and the muffins. I had a lot of orders left to complete and a very less time. I had tied up my hair to prevent them from falling down and had tied the apron around my waist. I was busy whisking the ba
