all the while knowing
you won't come back.
His voice do not
crack nor show hints
but he is aware
of the stinging ache.
His eyes shows fierce
as he makes notice
himself to everyone else
but not what himself.
He does not want
them all to feel
what he is feeling.
It is a victory
of course, except his.
The ovations all stand
the colors somehow change,
he do not notice.
Without her to be,
the world is empty.
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