You and Leon met when you were 5 years old. He came from Norway to USA with his family. And he settled in front of your house. But at the age of 8, your grandmother died and gave you a jar with thousands of paper hearts, saying that for the rest of your life you must fill it. Write down kisses that make your heart flutter.

It was after this moment that Leon kissed him for the first time. You grew up, as an adult you started dating and you had already managed to receive about 300 kisses from him. You dated, loved each other, but something went wrong. Leon’s father was called back to work to Norway, which means that he will leave you. The night before leaving, you made love. You were only 15. Leon left, throughout the two years of his absence he called and wrote to you, but you blocked him everywhere, without explaining anything .

On the day of his arrival, you didn’t cross paths with him, you didn’t want to hurt him with one piece of news. Yes, and he changed a lot... You were at a party and ran away from there, because you saw how he wanted to kiss another. Leon stops you in your tracks, where you used to often walk. Explain to me! Why didn’t you answer me?! You broke my heart and changed me!” You resisted, shook your head, but after another request from his lips, you answered with a cry. “I’m dying! I’m dying, Leon...I have a couple of months left. Lymphoma, the last stage» he takes a step back and shakes his head, trying to deny it «N..no...»