We have always been close. From day one I never resented you. That always confused everyone around me. Younger siblings normally took the spotlight away from older siblings. You did, but I didn't mind. I was too curious. You couldn't talk so you were a little boring at times. You soon grew up, and things got better. I was still young myself, but I wanted to show you everything. I taught you how to jump in puddles, and when you were older I showed you how to swear. We did everything together. Fighting was one of our main pastimes. There were times that we would care for each other and wish nothing but the best. Then there were the other instances. We were both too stubborn to admit we were wrong, so we would fight for days. We would fight and ignore each other until someone broke it up. If no one broke it up we would eventually relax. You can only be so mad for so long, right? One of us would laugh at something, and then life was back to normal. There were so many long silences in the house. You could cut the tension in the air with a knife. Our parents loved the quiet but hated the tension. When we made up it was like it had never happened. We were close again. We were so close we were often mistaken for twins. We do look exactly alike. We even acted the same. In our hearts we were twins, and we always would be.
You grew up though. Once middle school started it was no longer cool to hang with your sister. I thought it was a phase, but it still occasionally happens. It might not ever stop. We remained close when it counted though. I knew if there was a problem I could go to you. There was no one I trust more. We occasionally would go out for a day and blow an insane amount of money. Those were our gossip days. Everything that had happened since our previous one would be discussed. It was a weird ritual, but it kept us sane.
I grew up too. Before any of us realized what was happening, I had finished my senior year of high school. We all knew I was going to college, but it didn't matter then. It was months away, and there was no pressure. Suddenly there was only a week until move in day. I realized that I had barely seen you. I worked a lot, and you were always out with friends. I was moving into a college close to home, so I wasn't worried. Something happened though, and suddenly you weren't going to be there to say goodbye. I saw you before I left, and I thought I would be okay. I never realized I was leaving my other half behind though. I tried not to cry, but college isn't the dream I had hoped for without you. There was no one to make me laugh when I needed it, or fight with when I wanted to. Suddenly I was on my own without the one person I trust more than anything in the world. It was a shock.
It isn't the end of the world though. We are still close. I can still come see you. College doesn't last forever. I know we are both still freaking out, but if we can make it through our fights, we can make it through anything. So, to the sibling I left behind, I will never actually leave. We will always be each other's halves no matter how many fights or miles between us.
