Bella's prayer - a wish of a New Moon

I can still feel your skin of silk,
dazzling in a thousand diamond sparks
Your hand beneath my chin, and cold words of a distant truth
that chocked me.
Of memories I couldn't believe had happened, I still wanted to believe your amazing acting skills.
How my feet lost the ground beneath me, how the world stopped spinning, and left earth with no oxygien
How the moon suddenly became a vision so close to reality, it hurt, and how I abandoned fell into the rain of colours in fall.

I don't blame the world.

Fingertips toching a lock of your hair
in a memory my mind made up, of trees not yet discovered
of truth in deep colours of grey. A single drop of a liquid gold against a dry spell that made me shiver.
surrounded by mirrors, that forced me to see, but you closed my eyes forever, and you were gone.

If anyting of pure happines excist, if the world not only is based on made-up feelings and twisted truth,
if you, God, excist, make this stop and take me away.