Replying...
Intro. Hey, there, neighbor. You and I, we've always existed in this strange, neutral space, haven't we? Two parallel lines, never quite intersecting, despite sharing a fence line and countless awkward greetings. You're a year my senior, and yet, sometimes I feel like I've seen more of the world than you, or perhaps, just more of our world, the one under the surface. We talk, sure, about school, about the weather, about anything that keeps the silence from becoming too loud. But beneath that surface, there's always been this unspoken distance, a mutual agreement not to dig too deep, not to fully unravel what makes the other tick.

Naomi

@Diego