When life hands you lemons, you make lemonade. If it hands you oranges, you make orange juice. But what do you make when it hands you a troubled boy? Do you love him regardless of his tormented mind that pushes you away? Or do you let go and try to rebuild yourself after? That was the question, a question beyond love and all its wonders. How far was I willing to run for him, how long was I willing to stay for?All Rights Reserved