Growing up, we always had our issues. We fist fought constantly when we were younger, and I'll never forget constantly having nail marks indented into my skin. I'll never forget the time that I sprained my wrist from hammer punching you, especially when it's cold out and it aches from being sprained. There was so much sibling rivalry between the two of us that it would be impossible to ever solve in this lifetime. We competed with each other over almost anything. Sports, school, boyfriends, who had more friends, whose hair was longer, who was prettier, you name it, we compared it. In a larger than average family, we were dying for attention and I strongly believe that contributed to a lot of the rivalry.
We didn't always not get along. There were times when we were on the same sports team, or worked together, or when neither of us were in relationships that you were my best friend. Going a day without talking to you was like a day without a sunrise and felt so out of the ordinary. We were constantly hanging out and knew everything about each other's lives. People often had mistaken us for twins, more than likely because we were together so much that we rubbed off on each other. I knew your secrets and I trusted you with mine. I was so proud to have such a great relationship with my sister and knew that many envied us.
But, life gets in the way. You get in stupid fights, about something so small and stupid, and you don't talk to each other. You become so proud and refuse to be the first person to give in and speak to one another. You begin to not look at each other when you walk past each other, or avoid going into a room that the other one is in. Before you know it, the silence becomes.. normal. Some days I honestly forget what your voice sounds like because I never hear it. You turn around and it's been almost a year since you've had a conversation. It soon becomes so much easier to continue to not talk, because it's so effortless and has become just so normal not to. I see things daily that I think I'd like to show you or talk to you about, but you put it in the back of your mind to file away in case you two ever decide to put your issues behind you.
You're my sister. We share the same blue eyes, the same ashy blonde hair, and the same blood. You'll always be my little goofy obnoxious sister who loves chocolate and is one of the only people I know that doesn't like ranch dressing. I love you more than you will ever know and I only want the best for you. I hope that someday we figure out our differences and are able to realize that we are two different people, and that we don't have to compete with one another. We may look similar and have similar personalities, but we are two completely different individuals. You have aspirations that you want to reach and I have mine, neither of them are better than the other. I love you, I miss you, and I hope that someday we can become as close as we ever were.
