For years I dreamed of seeing her again. But without a last name or a phone number, it was impossible.

She became a dream, a crushing memory, nothing more than a remember when.

Until I found her in my home, sitting with my twin brother, eyes brimming with tears.

She threw our world off its axis but even so, I want her more than ever.

But I don't want her to be mine.

I want her to be ours.



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