Could you still call someone your best friend when you hadn't seen them for over a year? And if the last time you spoke you made clear that you weren't compatible, that you would never be able to work together. That the job was more important than the friendship. Even if it wasn't.

You go on living life, you feel like you're doing fine. People come, people go, highs and lows as usual. Some things remind you of him, you think about what he would do or say, then shake it off.

Eventually you hear his name drop. He's doing well. Reunited with his daughter. Made amends with his foster father. It seems lately he's closer to your 'older brother' than you.

...

Sounds like he's getting his life together. Something you still haven't managed yourself. Wouldn't even know where to start, if you're honest.

Still working alone. The people you care about still don't trust you most of the time. Still feel like going two steps forward one step back. At first you're just annoyed, bitter. Doesn't matter, you're still getting jobs done. Making the world a better place in your own way, your way that he would have plenty to say about.

It doesn't matter. You don't need him.

That doesn't explain why you're standing in front of his apartment door though, waiting for answer.