It was one night during summer. Everyone was planning to go on vacation but us. They were asking why we wouldn't want to join them. We looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders, and laughed because we did it at exactly the same time after three. From that moment we knew, how our glances could mean a thousand words, my right hand on your left shoulder meant carrying each other’s baggage, and our presence means never leaving. We always knew what each wanted but our indifference never hindered. We didn’t look literally at the window but its beauty when opened. We saw each other through thick walls, climbed the tallest mountain and swam countless seas. We could not have done all these without accomplishing each, together.