🖤 *Title: "The Heavy Silence
He wasn't crying,
But he carries in his eyes everyone who has left, and every time he said "I’m fine" while he’s burning.
The cloak of night on his shoulders does not warm him,
But rather embraces an unspoken feeling…
A silent dialogue between memory and pain,
Every page in it can only be read with sorrow.
And inside him, a sigh frozen for a long time,
Hoping it will break one day, or find someone to hear it without asking.
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