You, my love, my sister, my other half, my closest lifelong friend, I know you better than anyone ever will. I even know you better that I know anyone.

You, my love, my sister, my other half, my closest lifelong friend, You!, you too often bring the worst side out of another. And you used always do it to me, way back when I didn’t know better, way back when I didn’t have enough contrast from life, way back then, when I didn’t know myself enough.

You, my love, my sister, my other half, my closest lifelong friend, You!, no-one has ever taken your place in my heart. No one has ever been those so completing parts of me, those parts that you are. No-one else has been as much of completing, as we are with each other.

You, my love, my sister, my other half, my closest lifelong completing other, who I always cared to come to be with, who I always came to see, to love, and to laugh, to share loving care. You never come to me!?, You are at the same time also the only one, who never keeps a loving eye on me.

… never strive to know if I’m okay.

… never go to see me.

… never even go out of your way.

Time and time again, you’re the only hurtful one, to make my friendship-feeling wheep, the only one of any friend, that I let in my heart to keep.

Again all over and over, it looks like I’m alone, alone in giving to this and being true, to this earthly relationship with you.

Tell me, am I simply wrong, in living up to this feeling, the feeling that You, are my love sister other half, my closest lifelong friend?

You always behave as if I’m not those same/similar things for You!

Even you yourself know that this is true!?

You have your own space, and that in a supportive place. Why not flow with me, but instead always give me, more of the stressy-life-race?

Your need, never meets my ego-greed. I move my world, again to sync with yours my friend, to be there for you, you see. So why can you not just also be the flexible you for me.