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I had some place to go.

Errands to run.

Things to buy.

Although I was busy...

I found myself coming back to the park at the end of the day.

To my surprise,
you were there.

But you had a friend with you...

A girl.

I don't know why I felt sad?
jealous?
angry?

We only met twice.

You didn't even know my name.

So why am I like this?

Park - j.h.sWhere stories live. Discover now