The relationship between me and her.
Even though we are so similar we don’t get along the best.
We are a mirror to each other.
We are the same except when I tell her no because she always wants to have it her way.
She’s very special to me.
The way her smile, scent, and hair come all together to make up the perfect face.
I don’t get why we argue so much. It's like my head and body are in a different place.
I tell her how I want things to go and she won’t act on it.
She tells me how things should be and I get angry.
The relationship between me and her feels like a war that's eternal.
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