“Dear moon, you know… I really hope that my wish will come true, well not all my wishes but this one particular wish you always heard, you know.”

Nights when the moon was full, Taemin would always sits in his balcony, gazing up at the moon, talking to it as if the moon would talks to him back.

He always wished one thing and he would talk it to the moon. He wished something greedy but he likes it ; he wished that Minho would always loves him and he would always remember him and have time for him.

But nights after the moon slowly grating itself to another shape of waning gibbous, he began remembering back.

He remembered that Minho can no longer love him.

He remembered that Minho can no longer remember him.

He remembered that Minho can no longer have time for him.

Slowly, drops of crystal water began dropping down from his eyes to his cheeks and down to his opened palms.

Minho is gone.

He remembered back that Minho can no longer love him anymore now but his love stay still in his heart.

He remembered back that even though Minho can no longer remember him anymore now, Minho would always be remembered in his mind and soul.

He remembered back that Minho can no longer have time for him but he would always remember the times when he and Minho is he and Minho, and times whereby Minho’s free time or his free time would be spent with each other.

“Don’t worry Minho, I will always remember you, I will, now and forever.”

this is another I don't know, I'm sorry x)