Life, Lost in Translation
I probably never watched the same cartoons and never heard the same jokes. We had different drinks, different nights spent in ecstasy, different monsters to be scared of, different breakfasts. People don't believe me but even the same belief systems work different in other places, places you don't even know they exist. The way you made certain things a joke, it's still on its baby steps for me, it still matters, don't ruin it for everyone...
We don't have shared histories, they aren't even similar. You'd be surprised if you found one thing similar. And yes I know, *this is what makes the world great.* Well, it's not entirely true. It also makes things difficult but I've never been into people who aren't up for a challenge.
I didn't do the things you did, didn't learn the things you learned but I haven't lived in a glass box. I'm not vain enough to tell them constantly, you'll have to trust that I did. And maybe I can't even tell, sometimes words fail me, you have no idea how it feels. There are a lot of things that are lost in translation, a whole life. Lots of bits that don't fit in, pushing them is useless and I refuse to push.
You have to focus on intentions.
You have to trust their silence.