I don’t mean romantic love. I mean love that you are born having running through your blood.
Love is sharing your life with someone. Someone who looks just like you.
Love is having made up dances that no one else knows.
Love means sometimes being a little crazy.
Love means laughing so hard your eyes almost close.
Love means getting dressed up for New Years and planning to have a picture to use for next years holiday card. But then deciding that we don’t like out hair or makeup.
Love means you always have a best friend; even if it’s one with your same voice!
Did I mention that love means always having someone to dance with?
Love means always having someone to blow the candles out with.
Love means always having someone to share your life with.
I love you M.
Sisters, sisters, there were never such devoted sisters…
All kinds of weather, we stick together
The same in the rain and sun
Two different faces, but in tight places
We think and we act as one
Those who’ve seen us
Know that not a thing could come between us.
~Irving Berlin
