Then I believe the strongest love bound is called a family.

When you went somewhere far, and left all things you had got before, like your family, you would feel something like hundred times more than just sad. It was horrible. I can't even think the right adjective to describe it. You lost something you knew you couldn't replace.  The flashbacks were the worst. Memories came back and smashed you over and over again. Everything was reminded you of them....