Lindy is my best friend, most incredible twin and amazing person you will ever meet.
We get a long better than anyone I've ever met.
Shes my other half
and I LOVE HER SO MUCH.
I wrote this poem about being a twin because although its a ton of fun, it does have its ups and downs
(Obviously this poem is a hyperbole of my life but it does have some truth behind it)
My Reflection; My Life
She learns, I learn.
She grows, I grow.
A mirror image has imprisoned my life.
I long for an exclusive personality.
Selfish? ...To you it may seem that way;
you - a person born without your own personal duplicate.
Do I even have my own qualities?
My own name?
My own life?
"Hi We're (fill in the blank)"...
And yet I muse... who am I if not part of her?
I AM her.
She makes me complete.
My built in best friend, my other half.
The one person I'm not sure I could live without.
But sometimes, (even though it hurts her when I say it)
I feel like I'm not my own person;
Me and her are a packaged deal, two for the price of one.
We find ourselves in a never ending competition without a price in the end.
All I have to do is relinquish the right to my personal choices;
after all, I have her to make them for me.
And though it can be tough;
she finishes me.
Without her I'd be nothing;
a lifeless shell in search of the unavailable.
Interchangeable, replicas, identical, synonymous.
She lives, I live.