There is a kind of person.
You can like him and care about him.
But, never get to know him.
He is like a bright star in the night sky.
Even if you like it.
Even if it feels like you are close to each other.
Even if he shines his gentle light on you.
Even if you can't suppress the feeling in your mind.
Please put aside this ambiguity.
Put away the fairy tale that was placed on him.
To him, you.
Just like looking at him.
By his side, there are people who don't want to leave.
When he is lonely, be by your side to talk.
But it can never occupy an important position.
If you're lucky, he might remember you.
Call you a passer-by [accidental encounter in life].
After all, there are light years between the stars.
What's more, we are underground.
In his eyes.
Small as dust in the universe.