my chin quivers when I really get to crying.
that's different.
yours never did.
but your neck runs into your collarbones the same way
we have the same chin and nearly the same jaw line
mines just slightly more square
our eyes are exact in color not quite in shape
but equally transparent
skin the exact same shade sprinkled with sun kissed pigment
freckles parading across the endless rise and fall of our bodies
they both breath
we both have seen my childhood and yours
I'm sure the inside of your eyelids feel like mine
they look the same
I'm sure you feel it, when your alone and think my name
we are not so different.
In someways we are still the same
I will cherish it.