In Babylon, there is a kind of chocolate. I heard that if you give it to someone you like and let him eat it, he will fall in love with you immediately.
So, you secretly bought a box.
Place one next to his cup of black tea.
Put one next to his coffee.
Place one in front of his computer.
Put one in front of his car.
Stuff one into his coat.
Slip one into his wallet.
Expect. I hope that one day he will find it and take one in his mouth.
Even one.
So you are filled with joy. Over and over again every day.
Check, his.
Next to black tea.
Next to coffee.
In front of the computer.
In front of the car.
In the coat.
In the wallet.
Until you find out.
The condensed milk next to the black tea is gone.
The sugar cube next to the coffee is gone.
The magazine in front of the computer is full.
The record rack in front of the car is full.
The cigarettes in the coat have been replaced.
The photo in the wallet has been changed.
But the chocolate is still there.
You finally realize that he doesn't like chocolate at all.
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