Hi.

You don't know me.

That's fine. 

I think I prefer you wondering.

But just hear me out.

Just this once.

I'm not a bad guy after all...

And I think you'll find,

in this letter or my bad rhymes,

a timid friend...

an admirer if you may...

someone that one day,

will muster up the courage,

to give you their real name.

--Until then, please look forward to the next poem.

Kefi.