Love thy neighbour!

Your heart was no more 

a letter box in waiting,

ready anxious,

only there to receive.

Of course, you did get junk mail,

as you perused over your subjects,

shopping being your art.

You collected letters

with reckless abandon

discarding those 

not important to you,

many paid your bills.

I was lucky,

you never did receive

my enclosed emotions,

apparently lost mail,

but your neighbour did.

You gotta love thy neighbour!