This prayer

The night we met blended in with the bustle of the city

Passed between dreams and reality and disappeared like an illusion

Because the moon that day was too far and my memory was vague with your blurred figure

We looked up together at the moon

 that looked close enough to touch, didn't we?

It was so beautiful that I felt pain in my chest and was about to cry

I closed my eyes and sweared

"If this prayer come true, I need nothing, nothing else"