Best Friend (摯友)

I want to be a star, but I feel like a streetlight.

If you love someone, be careful not to love too deeply.

Don’t take the drunk texts seriously.

I always let my emotions take over, forgetting the impossibilities.

But it's unfair that you’ve long tolerated this.

But what should we call the relationship between us?

Do I have to love someone else for you to feel justified letting go of your responsibilities?

Our unspoken relationship is close, yet it’s not love.

It’s a pity to discard so many intersecting moments.

The hatred I pretend to feel is not sincere.

You know best what kind of person I am.

No one envies a relationship with no conclusion; it’s just an endless sequel.

Why does being too familiar create distance instead?

Unattainable lovers transformed into close friends feel like a compromise.

You know I won’t wait forever, yet you let me.

The one you are wholeheartedly treating.

You found me through twists and turns, advising me not to worry anymore.

In fact, I really don’t want to ask everything one by one.

From now on, staying silent is my responsibility.

Our unspoken relationship is delicate, yet it’s not love.

Allowing such a situation is my own fault.

It’s foolish to keep asking about it.

I also know well what kind of person you are.

What can nostalgia do?

I shouldn’t have put you in a difficult position.

Caught in a dilemma.

Stuck between moving forward and retreating.

It’s a pity to discard so many intersecting moments.

The hatred I pretend to feel is not sincere.

You know best what kind of person I am.

No one envies a relationship with no conclusion; it’s just an endless sequel.

Why does being too familiar create distance instead?

Unattainable lovers transformed into close friends feel like a compromise.

You know I won’t wait forever, yet you let me.

The one you are wholeheartedly treating.