Someone once asked me,
Do I think I was the best future for my little girl.

It's something I've thought about for a long time.

This is what I've decided.

No one in this world is perfect,
Heaven knows I'm not.

But I love her more than anyone else possibly could,
In the end,
That's all that matters.

She's my chance at something else.
Something better.

And there's no way I'm letting go of that.