Could we really be?

When my friend thought we were siblings, while looking at this certain collage of us, I couldn't help but to think that we were meant to be together.

Like this certain 'fact' about those couples who look alike or better, look like siblings, tend to get married, happily ever after.

Even our teacher's kids in tender years of 8 and younger, proclaim that we were siblings. People questioned about us.

With just that, it has been running vividly through my mind. And yet you still never want me the way I do.