I can't decide if this makes me happy or even sadder that I don't have a twin! The depths of the unspoken bond, the evolution of intimacy in the sharing of lives. The stolen moments, and the love between them, they have hidden it from the world, and what had hurt her becomes a secret refuge, a sanctuary just for them. You bring a lot of emotional movement here, going from her emotions distracting from her being able to enjoy the moment, to seeing it differently. It wasn't that Joy couldn't be hers, she couldn't not be, despite everything.

stolen moments under the sheets of the dark
two who are one, can't bear to be apart
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