Pistanthrophobia | k.th ✓

T E N : Wish

It's Sunday morning,

And i decided to go outside.

I went to the park,

Because i want to be alone.

I sat on a bench,

Where the front of a bench is a wishing well.

I tried to feel my pocket if it has a coin and luckily it has.

And close my eyes.

I let the cool breeze hit my face.

My life is a mess.

I wished to please let my wish came true

And i threw the coin.

I opened my eyes,

And i found a guy sitting next to me.

I stood up.

Who knows if that was a criminal?

I started to walk away,

But someone grabbed my wrist.

I looked at him.

Is he the one?