Just about every night I'm waking up thinking about Becky. I have her picture here with me at work. I have it on the wall at home. I catch myself just looking at her. I wish that she was here.
During the talk I forgot the mention that the two brothers who did say something almost broke down on stage as well. I really wish she was here.
Everything is different as if there is a hole in my heart. There are certain things in life that should be valued and life is one of them. Once you lose it, it's gone. At least gone till the new system.
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