His hair shimmering with blackness, like the midnight sky, enveloping him. His eyes gleaming with sadness and even anger, like stars crying still so bright and blinding. I can't bear to look at him, it hurts too much, the memory, the thought, the pain. It's in his eyes too like he is begging for help, begging me to help. But I can't, I just can't. I can't help him and I can't return. I turn and depart without looking back. I feel pain and loss and this hole in my chest that will never heal.
