There are four main problems with being a twin:
That I am so used to answering
The answers are instantaneous
And I can speak them in 4 languages.
Yes, we are twins.
One minute apart.
No we can not read each others minds.
No we will not have a threesome with you.
She is my best friend,
My closest friend.
And the friend who knows
Every single detail about my whole entire life.
I couldn't live a day on the planet without her.
We share the same friends
Yes we fight, but over them and not about each other.
We are different. She dresses wildly, randomly, and steals my clothes. She plays servant and does community service and runs for miles. Doesn't mean I don't, she just does it more. We shape our relationships around who we need in our lives. She needs me, I need her. So she needs someone who is willing to tell her what is what, bluntly and plainly. But I need someone who can help me out, treat me gently and kindly.
Its weird that since we tried so hard to be different, we end up needing exactly what we made each other become.
We need each other.
But her kindness makes me guilty.
When we fail, in life, in relationships, in work, we look to each other. We look to how well the other did. Tests in math, in science.
So when I fail, I fail ten times more.
When I succeed, I succeed ten times stronger.
And when we succeed together, it is like the world has lifted us.
But when we fail together, we cry on each others shoulders until the pain heals.
---So since you asked,
I thought you should know.
There is no where in this world
I would rather go
Than with my sister
Hand in hand
Although I have failed,
With her---I won't again.