how do i begin to tell you about me?...im just a man who makes mistakes,i know one thing only...love becomes a means to justify until its real. i know now god, although i dont believe, i know now beauty i never could concieve. my lunabella, baby girl...my heart is yours to keep...
I can finally breath without my happiness... I can finally understand. in all i thought was meaningless... condemned the skin that wears the brand, as strange her eyes that scream to me a love fits in my hand.
so surreal each time i feel her move , my heart sings... bittersweet a little girl, her eyes crash down on me. not a word could be the serrogate or ever justify... speechless in my emptyness you have given me this life... i love you baby girl!!!!!
