like the moon when he is sad, he hides behind the clouds and he turns off and gives her his light to look beautiful.
He weeps and his tears descend on the clouds to disperse them in the sky to enchant the hearts of men.
No matter what grief that no one noticed. His breaks made joy in their hearts indifferent to what was happening in his heart.
No matter how much you suffer, no one notices your broken until you are gone.
M