two people , one egg

every year this time i think of him. i remember him and i cry. like a sister does for her brother. that other half of herself not here , but there and always here. he is.

if you had lived dear brother i don't think anything could stop us. no one could come between us but alas, you are there and there is a great void between us....
or is there.
what would you be like now? 36 years old married with kids, married before me? probably not. of the same egg, same womb, same mother..... you would be just like your sis, and maybe even too much to put up with! yeah, i'd probably have to kill ya.
brotherlove this is your sisterlove calling from across the abyss. every since we were born i have missed you.

with all my love,
sister