Twin Souls

"So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here."
- Wish you were here by Pink Floyd

This is has been brewing my head for a few days. Do you believe in soul mates? One spirit in two bodies? I do. Because I have found mine. There is nothing romantic behind it. It is just...We're soul mate, we finish each other's sentences, like the same music, movies, games, we think the same way and have the same humor. We have similar experiences and deal with them in a very similar fashion. And I miss her. I miss having her living right across the street, and going to her room (or more likely Nat's bathroom) when ever I needed a talk. I have to say I hate having to open a msn or aim window to say something more than: "Hey, smoke? I'll meet you there in a minutes" or something up that alley. I feel the same way with Danna, Thomas and Cheryl (not that any of them smoke, but you catch my drift), but more so with Buns. We... I don't know, we fit. And it was good having someone who understood me that well, someone who didn't judge, someone who would listen to my endless ramblings (or more likely just pass me the pipe). I still have her, but she is half an ocean away. I haven't seen her in over a year. And the last I saw of her then was walking through the airport security at Gardermoen, I had said bye to Danna about an hour earlier and Buns and Danna were two people I don't know when I'll see them again. After I had seen the last trace of her I went and found a quiet spot outside and cried on the phone with my parents. Thomas and Cheryl were asleep and I didn't want to wake them. But that was the hardest, watching Da and B walk way, that was when I realized it was over and it was never ever coming back. Never again will be sit on the rocks in Flekke and smoke, watching the amazing sunsets. And partly I want it back, just for another half hour, just belong there like I did. I want Buns here. I want to be able to walk over to her when I am bored with homework. I have to confess I have secretly hoped she would come to Smith to study, even after she said it wouldn't happen. I miss you, Bunny my love, and I wish you were here.


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