I read your letters when the moon is full
I remember your face when it is clear and bright
Even your words seems so alive
And your eyes intensifies
Was the full moon a part of our plan
Cuz they beckon and call when it starts to come out
I had to say goodbye the reasons were clear
It was the only way to find peace with my God
Remembering is an easy thing to do
Now forgetting is another thing to undo
There is this saying I almost forgot
Now I'll memorize it with all my guts
Feelings they say are like the full moons
They pale in time and they disappear
So I pray that this comparison is true
So I can move on and be happy too
good one... sure when the moon is full, all these happens... well done dear friend.. enjoy your poems...