I HATE IT

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.

I hate not having my kids here. Then I thought of cloning them, but me being me I would want to keep all 4 to myself. Plus Gigi when available...

I cannot live without my kids. I love them more everyday, they are my sun, my moon, my morning, my night, my breath, my sustenance, my music and my song. Their eyes sparkle, the perfection of their faces takes my breath away. Their voices drown every other sound in the world. Their touch gives me a warmth that could sustain me for a thousand winter nights.

And yet... here I am, without them. Night takes forever to come, and the dark it brings isn't dark enough. It's cold, I miss their warmth. It's so quietly loud, and their voices I cannot hear. My home looks distorted, an ugly compilation of belongings that are material and don't hold any meaning... Nothing sparkles, everything is dull and lifeless.

I just want tonight to end. And it just doesn't come quick enough.