A different sort of love...one for my brother.

I look at you and feel like I'd risk everything to keep you safe. You're..my home. My twin.

And I'm not scared anymore...not of the idea I could hurt you because...I never would even dream it.

When I see him...I get this feeling of comfort. A calmness. But there's this excitement between it all...I see him and everything just feels...right. It's unlike anything I felt before so I can't help but feel that it's love.

But then there's you. And I know I love you, too. ++

Then I thought he was pretty afterwards...

Bernard. It's like that? He tells me what to do, what to eat. He gets on my nerves because he knows he can and he does it on purpose. And then.. I don't know— after that I started.. looking at him funny.

I think I'm weird..

He made me dinner, popcorn. He showed me some intense show about people competing in culinary arts.

I... did it. I started it.