The moon fell silent with the sight of the sun
But the moon knew she wasn't the right one
With the smiles the moon had,
It didn't cross his mind getting close was bad
So he moved closer to the sun,
The moon feeling the stinging pain,
oh, what have he done?
The moon noticed his perfect shape melt,
but he still didn't care about the pain he felt
Instead he smiled again at the sun,
contented on what he has done
and then the moon said,
"I love you, sun. Staring at you makes me happy."
"But staying away from you, is where I belong to be."
BINABASA MO ANG
Words Left Unsaid
Poetry#1 Crazy minds, twisted stories, broken hearts and crying souls; craved for poems to be read and told ; (6/11/18) ❤ #2 (03/18/18) ❤ #5 (12/8/19)
