In his eyes, you're just a tiny, irrelevant pond. In my world, you're the might ocean. Yet, despite this comparison, you still chose to lend your heart to him. No collateral. No interest. All because the world valued him more than it valued you.
You chose to become a firefly in his story more than the sun on my sky. I envy him. Not because he has the world in his palm but because, he has you.
