You make me smile the brightest,
But then you make me as angry as ever,
You listen when I need a listener,
But you argue too much when I\'m wrong.
But when you leave and stomp out the door,
An angry glare and mischief in your eyes,
I remember you\'re my sister through and through,
And we\'re both too stubborn to say \'I love you\'.
We poke at each other\'s buttons,
But make up instantly after,
We are each others BFF\'s,
Whether we enjoy the bond or not.
We are matching puzzle pieces,
That fit just exactly right,
We are sisters either way,
And to cut the bond is impossible.
We need and lean on each other,
We tell our deepest secrets,
We share our likes and hates,
And we have lots of differents and tastes.
Sisters have a connection,
Even if across the country,
Because although we may be apart,
We are sisters through and through.