Author's notes, or something similar:
I don't know what to say about this one. It was mostly an excuse to use fancy pretty words.
The Other Yuugi supernovas once Yuugi has gone. Which was something he never thought would happen—Yuugi being gone, that is, because the Other Yuugi always feared that he would supernova, that little shiny crocodile nagging at him in the back hollow of his skull, that being good would eventually overburden him and he would collapse back into evil in a blinding flash of light visible from outside the solar system—because Yuugi had been everything, had been hope for his memories, had been his anchor, Yuugi's friends were his friends, and Yuugi was his Sun—he orbited. Alone with his pride at night when the wind blows very, very cold through the desert (for even deserts are cold at night) the Other Yuugi feels urges to dig under his skin with his fingernails, because maybe Yuugi is still there.
But there's no denying that Yuugi is gone. Everything feels half.
(Three, two, one, off goes the rocket ship, la, la la la—)
One night he gets up and walks, alone, across the sand, and looks up at the stars, which seem cold. They form a quilt above his head, overarching, and he feels safe for a moment, but mostly alone;
(I would say I'm sorry, I guess.)
The Other Yuugi supernovas once Yuugi has gone. Why does he feel weak in his knees? Well, Yuugi's knees. They are fragile and bony and small, and Yuugi is fragile and bony and small, and as much as he pretends he isn't, the Other Yuugi is fragile and bony and small, like when he sat on the train with Anzu and she tried to tell him how pretty the countryside was, he had never felt as small as he did then, so very small, because this skin and blood and every bone in this body right down to the pinky finger belongs to Yuugi and it was no right of his to take it and he, the Other Yuugi is a child, still. He is fifteen.
Alone in the dark desert the Other Yuugi supernovas, collapsing and screaming in ragesadness;
(I knew when I started, I knew when I started, a rocket ship couldn't take me to you—)