I wanted to see him, I wanted to talk to him, I wanted to change my lonely days. Like a boy who shoplifts for the first time, feeling a little guilty, I timidly put my mail in the mailbox of his neighbor's house. He was kind enough to deliver the mail. Having tasted it, I posted it again to the neighbor's mailbox. Second time, third time, even an insensitive guy would doubt it. Still, I wanted to see him and kept posting, but one day, his lips were suddenly stolen from me...
