It was 8 years ago when he moved in the house beside ours.
He was friendly and played me a lot.
We were 8 years old then.
But when we were 12 he moved to the States.
"Hold my hand before you leave." I told him, sobbing. And he did.
I never saw him since then.

My mom told me we got a new neighbor.
I wasn't interested at all.
I didn't want someone to replace him.
I wanted him to come back.