We're not Laverne and Shirley. Shit, we're not even Tia and Tamara.
You're you, and I'm me. Individuals.
The only thing we share is the womb we came from.
I came into this world 9 years after you.
You were never the person I could confide in after numerous heartbreaks.
You were always the one trying to scare me into doing what you wanted because you were "older".
I'm standing on my own. I'm going after my dreams for me, not to take care of you.
I'm living my life, my way.
I'm your little sister, but now I'm a grown ass woman.