She's always there behind my shoulder

when I look in the mirror.

She's always there to comfort me

when I want to disappear.

She's never said a word of hate

or given me a glare.

She's right there to back me up

when I quail from all the stares.

Her voice whispers to me

just a breath upon my ear.

Her misty hands touch my cheeks

and wipe up all the tears.

She listened to my sorrows

and never asked me why.

Her spirit was what held me here

when I wanted to die.

She's the one who reassured me

when my life was stetched too thin.

She's the one who'll always know

how I love my ghostly twin.