She

She is me; I am her. She is in me; I am in her. From morn to dark. We don't make a sound to each other, yet we read each other's thoughts like a book; nobody else knows me like she does, as nobody else knows her like I do. This is a perfect match, she and I. There is nothing else like us. When I disappear from this world, she will too. And we will emerge as one again in the next arena in our eternal grind.