For the first half of my life, I tried to understand what my heart and soul were missing. After holding your hand and looking into your eyes, I will spend the rest of my life feeling blessed and thankful that I found it. I no longer look for what is missing in my life. I sit with my pen and my guitar, thankful that it was you that helped me find it when you made me whole.
My passion, everything that I have become as a man, is fueled by the love you cultivated in my heart and the pain from not being able to hold your hand and look into your eyes while feeling what I know I will never find with someone else.