I asked the stars every night

“He’s the one for me… right?”

If he’s not, I hope my heart will gently cool down.

But as the days went by, the kindling of my heart burned more and more

I had no choice but to follow my heart.
I asked the stars, “Is there a chance that he’ll love me at first sight?”

“If he is not mine, let me stop dreaming and take away from my thoughts ,Oh please"

I think about him every night

Struggling alone like this for a long, long time.

I know it’s foolish, but I can’t help it.