In this splendid world, only you catch my eye.
The sun shines brightly, but you are the only one I care about.
I am a girl who chases the stars.
I love you, this ray of white moonlight.
Do you know my feelings?
I do not expect your tenderness or favoritism.
One question: Do you love the world or the people of the world?
You didn't mention it at all when you returned.
You asked the gods about loving all people, but I only love you.
(This is a messy pile of random thoughts, please excuse the mess.)