Almost inseparable yet always apart
I would like to think it that way- together but not at close approximity. Maybe it's one-sided, who really knows.

Everybody who knew us said we represented the best definition of Sibling Love.

We shared toys, books, food and sometimes, clothes. You enjoyed snipping off the split ends of my barbie dolls and they end up looking tom-boyish with shaven heads. You would misplaced the tiny dolls of my polly-pockets. I had the tendency to dismantle your toy cars- no more windows and wheels. Even your entire collection of toy soldiers wasn't spared- they were reduced to a miserable number of a handful.

We shared the same imaginary friend. Through the process of growing up, our friend disappeared and we embarked on a world that just revolved the both of us. You started preschool and left me home alone watching the Magic School Bus and Captain Planet. You cried because you had to go to school. I cried because I couldn't deal with your absence.

We shared childhood memories and secrets that are not spoke of today. The mention of them would probably send you into fits of laughter. I would love to see how that would tickle you but I don't know how. I'm often mistaken as the only child in the family. That's not surprising and I'm increasingly learning to play the part expected of me.

Happy Birthday & I love you <3