You said that I am as dazzling as a star. Have I ever been the star in your heart?
You always like contrast and cry secretly.
Do you ever know how much I envy you for having that innocence that makes me stop?
In my eyes, you are a meteorite. I'm sorry, I didn't have time to explain to you.
A meteorite is a star. It has shined before, so it will shine only when it returns to the same height as the star.
Please, stay with me.
I love you.
I'll let you shine, okay?