I see her from afar, sometimes closer

You can’t tell what she’s thinking but I wonder

Will I ever not know her?

Will our bond ever asunder?

She’s not me and I am not her,

but I see her in me, slightly younger

In the color of our skin that has been kissed by the sun

In the shiny dark hair that lays on our head

In the silver ornament that encompasses our wrists, defining ourselves from the rest

Yet we couldn’t be more unique, even by the way we speak

Twins, they say, but sisters are shown, bound by blood to never be alone

She says we wouldn’t be friends, hell, we’d be strangers without that blood

But I would say otherwise

For this blood helped grow a bud

A bud of love that many could recognize,

even with the slightest glance, there came a chance

For now that my eyes have laid on yours

I would well endure

Everything it took for us to be together once more