Wishing On Stars

It was always humanity’s destiny to destroy themselves.

I keep wishing on stars
because if we don’t give up wishing,
how would hope exist?

I loved how the rain looked in the night.
The way the raindrops are heard on the pavement or even the sidewalks.
Sometimes it fell down silently; softly….
Pattering on the grass.
Sometimes I could even feel my heart and my knees quaking.
As I awaken;
lying next to you….

As we wished on stars.