I Love Her So Much My Breath Becomes Ragged

her breath; her spirit are mine.

yesterday she told me she thinks she and her baby sister were twins and born at different times and I thought it was probably the truth as I feel as connected to her as a hand or a foot and I can see why she would think about these things.

Saturday, after spending forty minutes listening to her howl and sob; I wondered if she is having hormonal fluctuations, if she is being deliberately manipulative or if she was told exactly what she said and I need to go and flog someone for hurting her because she is and will always be my princess; my first.

I tell her every time I see her and she does not know.  She loves her sisters and she cannot understand my heart and may never.  Claiming she will never have children; I tell her that would be an okay decision in my book and I want to be around when she finishes college and starts to make those kinds of decisions.

Like me, she has allergies and I worry.  I do not want to sleep with her again for a while because it bothers me so.

Love hurts and hurts and hurts.

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