HE, HE, HE.
Both sad and sweet.
I am a small and mediocre person, and I have exhausted all my energy in trying to live.
Suddenly one day I started to covet the bright moon in the night sky, even though I knew that he would never love me. So, I have to work harder: try my best to control my crazy love and possessiveness. At least I don't want to be the dust that falls into his eyes and becomes the dirt that blinds his eyes.
My life has been an endless night from the beginning. So what, I'm not going to let daylight come anyway. If the whole world is shrouded in darkness, then the whole world belongs to me.
But, I didn't expect that star to appear. Her twinkling, looming light is breathtaking. The stars are mine too, even if they are shooting stars that always want to slip away.
Concept: Dust can become a diamond step by step, even if it is just a small one