Distance.

Did we really have to be strangers like this? she inquired, looking at him in the eye, or trying to. Trying to find something, anything. Answers maybe?, questions.

Well he?, he walked away, turning is honey glazed eyes away from hers, he disappeared into the fog.

Qasam thi tumhari, tor gaye tumhi
Waday thay tumharay, kya bhool gaye tumhi?