My eyes open briefly and I gaze into the matching blue eyes of my twin. There are a thousand things I want to say to him. A thousand promises and wishes and dreams I want him to know but my tongue is heavy and my words are dwindling to a few. It’s like I held a million words inside and now, as everything in me starts to settle and this calmness blankets me, there’s only a few left. I need to make them meaningful.
