I am ordinary, timid, inactive, and hidden from the world. I should have lived this life plainly and mediocrely, but the thoughts that I shouldn't have have secretly settled and sprouted in my heart. How can you dream of picking up the moon when you are in the abyss? If you feel unwilling to do so, then just go against the grain of this world.
Intention: I didn't ask for anything, but when I met you, I became greedy.