Oh my god. I go the summons today. They're taking her away. They're taking my baby girl away. She's four. She knows who I am. She calls me Daddy. She's absolutely ****ing ecstatic when she gets to see me. But her mom decided to disappear. I'm in a woman's state. They don't care about the fathers' rights. They're moving to terminate my parental rights. There's nothing I can do about it. They want to put her up for adoption.
She looks just like me. Her beautiful blonde hair, her sharp Nordic facial features. She looks just like her Daddy, nothing like her German-Irish mother. She's my daughter, my baby girl, through-and-through. I love her so much. She's my baby girl. I prayed to God for a daughter, and He gave me exactly what I wanted. My little girl. My baby. My pride and joy. I changed her diapers. I cuddled her when she was crying. When she heard my voice, she responded. They say a baby can hear their father's voice in-vitro, and she definitely could. She loved me from birth. I loved her.
I remember when she was born. I was there. When she came out, she let out one massive cry, and that was it, silent for the rest of the time. My baby, through and through. I got to hold her when she was just a few hours old. I didn't know how to hold a baby. I dropped her on her head. I was scared. I was so scared. But her mom helped me through it, and I came to love this little bundle.
At home, she would cry. Her mom would sit her up next to me as I sat on the bed, and she would stop right away. Chillin with Daddy. She loved me. I love her. Now she's gone. She's going away. I haven't even gotten to see her in a while. Her guardian (her mom's mom) wouldn't let me see her. I miss her. I miss my baby. I miss my little girl. I miss my Ariel.
But now she's gone. She's going forever. I'll never see her again. I'll never see her again. I'll never get to hold my baby girl again. I won't be there as she grows up. I won't get to dance with her at her wedding, let alone give her away. She's gone. She's gone. My little baby girl is gone.
I have never cried so hard. My little girl. The baby girl I always wanted. The baby girl I was supposed to spoil, that I was supposed to protect, that I was supposed to guide through life, she's gone. I'll never see her again. Does nobody care? Apparently not. I'll never see my baby again. Oh my god. I'll never see her again. My baby. My little girl. My daughter, my one and only. She's gone. I'll never see her again. Oh my god. Oh my god. I don't know what to do.
Oh my god, I will miss her so much, and I will never stop crying for her. My baby. My daughter. My little girl. Gone. Gone. Gone.
Oh my god. What am I supposed to do? My baby. My baby. Gone. Oh my god.
She looks just like me. Her beautiful blonde hair, her sharp Nordic facial features. She looks just like her Daddy, nothing like her German-Irish mother. She's my daughter, my baby girl, through-and-through. I love her so much. She's my baby girl. I prayed to God for a daughter, and He gave me exactly what I wanted. My little girl. My baby. My pride and joy. I changed her diapers. I cuddled her when she was crying. When she heard my voice, she responded. They say a baby can hear their father's voice in-vitro, and she definitely could. She loved me from birth. I loved her.
I remember when she was born. I was there. When she came out, she let out one massive cry, and that was it, silent for the rest of the time. My baby, through and through. I got to hold her when she was just a few hours old. I didn't know how to hold a baby. I dropped her on her head. I was scared. I was so scared. But her mom helped me through it, and I came to love this little bundle.
At home, she would cry. Her mom would sit her up next to me as I sat on the bed, and she would stop right away. Chillin with Daddy. She loved me. I love her. Now she's gone. She's going away. I haven't even gotten to see her in a while. Her guardian (her mom's mom) wouldn't let me see her. I miss her. I miss my baby. I miss my little girl. I miss my Ariel.
But now she's gone. She's going forever. I'll never see her again. I'll never see her again. I'll never get to hold my baby girl again. I won't be there as she grows up. I won't get to dance with her at her wedding, let alone give her away. She's gone. She's gone. My little baby girl is gone.
I have never cried so hard. My little girl. The baby girl I always wanted. The baby girl I was supposed to spoil, that I was supposed to protect, that I was supposed to guide through life, she's gone. I'll never see her again. Does nobody care? Apparently not. I'll never see my baby again. Oh my god. I'll never see her again. My baby. My little girl. My daughter, my one and only. She's gone. I'll never see her again. Oh my god. Oh my god. I don't know what to do.
Oh my god, I will miss her so much, and I will never stop crying for her. My baby. My daughter. My little girl. Gone. Gone. Gone.
Oh my god. What am I supposed to do? My baby. My baby. Gone. Oh my god.
