what hurts the most was being so close.
its getting harder everyday, getting up, getting dresses living with disregret.
i thought about the day you went away and its getting harder to explain..
never knowing what could of been, not seeing that love again and watching you go away was harder than anything..

in remembrance of my aunt cathy...

felicia schneider

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