My defeat consisted of exactly these things:

One nod, one broken heart, and

Sixty seven droplets of tears that burned my hand

When I covered my face

When I closed my eyes

When you became the missing number of my life

When your departure reduced my soul to half its size

.

Your victory also consisted of three things:

One smile, one plane ticket,

One other girl that took you across the world

In order to abandon me

Forever