Two plus two equals four, and alas I must say that I'm not the same as before. I am no longer me, but two other people entirely. She is Yang he is Yin, two opposing sides resting within. I am her when the Sun is down, and I am him when the Moon is not around. He is the goodness that compels me, but she is the evilness that expels me. I cannot diminish neither spirits form, for it is their atoms that make up my norm. What she has become I hope to avoid, for his world fills me with joy. I hope to leave her spirit behind before she claims the soul that’s mine.