No one has understood me as well as you
Together since the age of four
Four months difference in our age
Completely different in looks
Yet always being mistaken for twins
Having you in my life
Meant that we never walked alone
Always having each other's back
Protecting the other from any monster attack
Laughing at the same dumb jokes
Jealous of anyone who distracted
Preferring each other's company
We could fight each other
But Lord forbid some fool to come in
And fight with one or the other
Sharing everything, from clothes to toys
Making up our games to play
Or just mixing ingredients for experiments
You were the older, always treating me like a baby
Taking care of me, even when I wanted to do things myself
One teaching the other to tie her shoes
While the other did the homework for two
Out of everything else, I’m glad our parents union brought me you
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Comments (6)
What a wonderful share. I liked the this a lot
Awww, this was so SO sweet! Loved it so much!
Love you sis 💖
This is lovely, and great to have someone so close.
Loved the voice you've used to create a compelling character and how one's view of two shows us two similar but different halves
Beautiful, but… 4 months difference? Adoption?