Missed Departure
She's got the prettiest smile, two giant incisors, and dimples that could suck out all the negative energy from the world. She's beautiful to look at. She's a princess. She's two years old. I have more of these. One is three years old. Why then did I think I could leave that behind? He's gorgeous. Taller than me. Eyes that can end wars and the softest shag of hair you can ever find on a boy. His 19-year-old, bright eyes look to me for protection against the world's demands. Who did I think I would leave that for? How could I think it would be acceptable to turn those eyes red and break that heart into a million shards? I look like her. Others still think we are sisters. We giggle at the very sight of each other. There is never a silent moment when we're together. She has a heart of gold, and I'm jealous because I share her with the world, but I'm also proud that I share her with the world. I am the beginning of her reproductive energy....