He's here, in front of me.

His face: a grimace of pain.

His eyes which I thought to know, which I thought to be true, which showed me so much love.

Now his black eyes are inanimate.

His lips which stole from me lots of kisses, which opened into a faint smile, which never spoke my name not even when we were alone.

Now his soft lips are as hard as marble.

I look at him, without really seeing him. My heartbeat in my ears.

I feel empty, a cold awareness is inside of me: Severus will never come back to me.