You were born and life as I knew it ceased to exist. Everything shifted and we now shared the center of the same universe. Nothing was mine anymore. Excited but unsure. Should I be jealous of you? Should I protect you? Should I be the one to teach you? What if I didn't know all the answers?
Through our life together, you became my best friend and my worst enemy. My grounding force when I lost control. You know my fears. I know you hate spiders. You know I cry too much, so you would make me laugh. I know how you hate to lose, so I would let yow win. We fought a lot, but never wanted to be apart. You know all my weak spots and use them to your advantage, but only because I let you. You are the only one who can get away with that. You are my constant reminder of all my shortcomings, but you accept them. We balance each other out so well.
I hope you are as proud of me as I am of you. I hope I am someone you can respect. I hope that I can still make you mad enough to think. I hope that you are never afraid to come to me. I hope we will continue to be best friends for the rest of our lives.
I'm so glad my life changed on that day. How lonely I would have been without you! I'm so thankful we shared it all together. The same blood, the same lives, the same memories, the same universe.
P.S. Remember 1987?
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6 comments:
Sibling? Must be very nice. ^_^
Sdock10, I didn't know you had any siblings? I knew you had billions of demon children running around........LOL!!!!!!!
I have a sister. A much OLDER sister. She's nice and she buys me stuff. Love her lots and lots.
P.S. - What happened in 1987? I know what I was doing in 1987. I was one of the only nine year old little girls that had a cool enough mama to take them to a MOTLEY CRUE concert! It was the beginning of the end I'm afraid. First Vince Neil and Nikki Sixx, now Gerard and Frank. Oh, how the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Oh Princess Smoke, you're just jealous of my little sister. Don't worry, I can always adopt another. It's so hot down here though that I don't know how you are going to keep those mirrors from fogging up. And seeing as how you're almost 30, your sister must be the crypt keeper she's so old. Does a hearse follow her around yet?
1987? What happened in 1987 stayed in 1987 that is until it reappeared in 2007.
If Princess Smoke's sister is 'the crypt keeper', I must be worm food by now? (I was already a teenager in 1987.)
Sisters are the best, aren't they? :)
Sister Midnite,
I was a teenager too. I have the grim reaper as my shadow. I'll be pushing up daisies any damn day now.
Sisters are definitely the best .....and the worst at the same time.
Me, jealous? Nonsense. She would be jealous of me though, I'm sure.
You could call my sister the crypt keeper, or you could just call her dust. Ha! She is short, too. Even shorter than me. Like hobbit size.
I really do wuv her. :-)
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