The Meeting of Snow and Leaf

Just like his name. I think of him as snow. He looks beautiful, and feels a little cold when you get close. But if you touch him, he can melt, too. That's what Yuki feels like to me. I'm starting to understand him a little, to know what he's thinking. And then I come to like him even more. But sometimes, I really don't understand him. He's gentle, but so strange. He kisses me, but not often, and my unease keeps growing. I know very well that he still doesn't love me. My snow... It must be because I'm not warm enough, not warm enough to melt you. I'm so sorry. So please, don't be sad anymore. Will you let me share some of your pain? The happiness I want isn't like this. It isn't.