Pain eventually passes, but loss is something that stays with you every single day of your life. It haunts you during moments of silence, during the empty days. It becomes your identity because it never leaves your eyes, no matter how loudly you laugh. It forms a barricade between your smile and your eyes.
They rightly say that one who asks for a war has never experienced one. Lines quoted in the snippet are from the daughter(author) who has lost her father in a war.
