Her black hair shimmered under the moon light. There was nothing more than rustling of grass and silence. Drips of tears ran down the side of pale white cheeks. Drops fell like ice which smashed upon her thinned out thighs. Nothing more but silence. The cold wind calmed as she lifted herself from the rotten wooden bench. A rose was hung loosly in her hand which flew out of her grip into mid air. She fell and crouched on the ground and watched the rose fly towards the shining moon. Her eyes glistened with love which was broken earlier tonight. All was left was nothing, nothing that could ever be reached again from her heart.
Minutes later as the rose fell out of sight. She sat down on the hard dirt and crossed her legs. Her hands clasped together and she closed her eyes softly. She then started to pray. Hours went by...and she still sat there and prayed. The darkness grew darker and the moon was hidden behind the clouds.
Minutes later as the rose fell out of sight. She sat down on the hard dirt and crossed her legs. Her hands clasped together and she closed her eyes softly. She then started to pray. Hours went by...and she still sat there and prayed. The darkness grew darker and the moon was hidden behind the clouds.
"I wish I could be happy once more."
