One minute at a time, that’s all I can do,
to try to exist in a world without you,
something magical happened so long ago,
why it occurs, no one will ever know,
in our mother's womb, we formed and we grew,
silent communication being our only tool,
'monozygotic' is the technical term used
for a mystical union of two identical souls,
loneliness was alien, a foreign emotion,
we had each other - such a beautiful potion.
Our souls were entwined, as were our bodies,
as we formed a bond so incredibly melodic,
when it was time to be born, did we decide?
Who would go first - who would stay behind?
For only five minutes separated were we,
then thrust into life for the start of our journey.
Many was the milestones we faced and we shared,
mirror images of each other, yet always compared,
so many moments, too many to mention,
unspoken words in another dimension.
We walked hand in hand into our future,
always assured of the others love and nurture,
life passed in a blur, it usually does,
days become weeks and then soon it’s a month,
a year, or a decade, entwined as we were,
sharing existence in this everyday world,
then came a time when the clock stopped ticking,
when her heart ceased its rhythmical beating,
I’ll remember that moment, etched for all eternity,
when I lost the precious other half of me.
I bent over her body, five minutes late was I,
when she took her last breath and quietly died,
I touched her face and committed it to memory,
something that was completely unnecessary,
for all I have to do is go look in a mirror.
to see her reflection stare back with such sorrow,
so sure was I that she were still breathing,
that she hadn’t left me alone with the living,
but I was mistaken for she had already departed,
along with my sanity, such unending heartache.
How frantic was I, deranged and bereft
of the life I had known till she died and she left,
now tears are my new constant companion
as I try to piece together what is left of our union.
Right now I am raw, broken in pieces,
for today is our birthday, the one that we shared,
how can I celebrate when she’s no longer there?
The time of our birth has become tainted with sorrow,
and I know not how to face all my lonely tomorrows,
If I could simply erase this momentous day,
I would do so to forget the unbearable pain.
I miss you more than you’ll ever know,
I hear your voice everywhere that I go,
I feel your presence and know you are near,
but I can’t hold you close or see that you’re here.
My only comfort is you will never know the feeling
of losing me first and the agony of existing,
alone in a world where we were each other's history.
One day in the future, reunited we shall be,
side by side with each other, just you and me,
we’ll catch up on news and smile at each other,
at the journey we were so lucky to spend together.
Your star still shines brightly each time I look out
at the night sky which highlights your radiant light.
















Yet another thing we have in common. Thank you for your beautiful comment. I think you should write about your twin.
Sis!





















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