Maybe I don't want to see you, but you are still a simple child at fifteen, without so many worries, smiling with peace of mind;
Maybe I don't want to see you, but the heart palpitations and sweetness of first love, when time passes and all kinds of things are heard, I still miss it;
Maybe I don't want to see you, but you are still a child who knows no sorrow, you can show off your youth and look forward to the future to your heart's content;
Maybe I don't want to see you, but you are still as handsome as you were when you were seventeen, and I can still simply miss your kindness to me.
Maybe I don't want to see you, but you are all, we are all, and so is youth. Youth is what it looks like when you are fifteen.