My sister and I know each other like the back of our own hands.
Each freckle a thought that lurks in the cracks of our consciousness as we try to sleep at night.
Each vein the greatest secrets we hold deep within our souls
Each phalange our greatest fears and struggles counted off one by one.
We know every awkward edge and curve of our bodies and minds
Used to curling into one another
Filling in the holes and divots of our lost selves,
We fill each missing piece of ourselves with love, understanding, and loyalty.
We share a childhood, a past life.
Together we are a single unit
Like one lonely heart we pulse with a life all our own
Our mismatched socks tread similar familiar paths
Apology notes passed under door cracks
A shared existential crisis here or there by the pool side
Board games and wrestling matches on the carpet
Sleepovers in her room because even though I had the bunk bed with the latter, she had the cool bed that another bed could slide out from underneath
It was like a precious secret kept hidden away for only us to enjoy
As we float along the tidal waves of our own creation
In our backyard pool
We learn to swim without each other
The tighter we cling to each other that farther we sink like heavy boulders
We cannot carry the weight of two separate worlds
Soon we can only support each other in the shallows
We must face our own deep-ends alone
Those days when we fought,
Annoyed one another to the point of exhaustion
When we forgot who we are
What we mean to one another
I wished for a way to explain to her what she means to me
It seems as though this has been the right way all along
Through writing I can tell her how she reminds me of bumble bees and wildflowers
The smell of paint and side-walk chalk
The sound of the ticking clock on our living room wall
And deep belly laughs
She’s like oak-leaved geranium
A tried a true friend
Ready to great me each spring
And though life might diverge our trails
I know that our paths will always cross again
And that you will forever be an essential piece to the jigsaw puzzle of my life.