He and I had been neighbors since childhood. As we grew older, we drifted apart, each living our own lives. But one day, when I was heartbroken and crying in my backyard, he silently handed me a cup of hot cocoa over the fence. “Don’t be sad. Someone still cares about you.” From that day, we started talking again. I realized that love doesn’t always come from far away—it can be right next door, waiting for you.