The
worst part wasn't the call that
she had passed.....
The worst part wasn't the
viewing or the long drive to the
funeral...
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The worst part is thinking of all
the times i should of spent with
her...
The worst part is remembering all
the fun things we did ...
The worst part is remembering the
things we always did every
year...and
cant do again...
The worst part is calling her to
tell her about the big game you won
... and then remembering that u
cant...
