Marc

Every night as I lay on my bed, I peep through my window over to the bedroom across from mine. The lights are still lit. She’s still up.

Some nights I see her doing work with a serious face. Some nights I see her singing to herself. And there are nights where the lights are turned off before mine. Tonight, she’s doing a little dance which seems like a celebration of some sort. I wonder, what made her so happy today.

She turned over and I dodge, I hope that she didn’t see me this time.

Her lights go off. I wrap myself under the covers, thinking of her, the way she danced. I smile to myself, and this warm fuzzy feeling hits me. I don’t know how long I’ve been feeling this, but every night has ended like this ever since she caught my eye a year ago when I moved in. I wonder if I will ever gather enough courage to speak to her. 

But till then, please be well, and good night, dear neighbour..


Anne

The lights in his room went out. I guess he’s going to bed earlier today.

I’ll stay up a little longer because I can’t seem to sleep yet. Today was a good day, I went for one of the most amazing concerts ever, and I can’t stop thinking about it. Cues a dance move!

I sneaked a peak into his room while doing a twirl so I wouldn’t be so obvious. Wait, was he looking in too? Oh well, maybe I am just hallucinating like the other times. I remember seeing him a few times when I was walking home, and I always felt like he sneaked glances at me, but I was never sure.

I turn off the lights. I wrap myself under the covers and think to myself, will I ever gather enough courage to speak to him? 

But till then, please be well, and good night, dear neighbour..

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