The world regards Narcissus as a symbol of narcissism. Because he fell in love with himself, he chose to die and eventually became a Narcissus. Was Narcissus too obsessed with "his" beauty, or was this love so out of reach that it had already suffocated him.
You are my deep love. You became my deep love the moment I first awakened. I can rule the entire universe for you, I can accompany you all my life, and I am willing to die for you, but those who love you so much cannot hold you in their arms like them. Is this the so-called destiny?