You said "I want to see your face but a bit"
I hesitate, because there is nothing which can delight you.
Your smile faces, your frostbite's hands,
I've seen since my childhood.
so, I never knew your getting old while we hadn't met.
"Can you eat meals enough?", "Do you have a cold?"
Every time I received your letter, I sent you a routine word "fine".
There are many words which I could never say to you.
I had wanted you not to care my unimportant things.
Your laughing voices, your worried eyes,
and your behaviors, smiles to hide your embarrassment when we met.
I know that you have kept waiting for me,
with your small body thinner than before.
I could not know, because too common.
"I just come at you".
That only thing is good for you.