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"George, I can't do this anymore. I don't love you." She already had the boxes at the Leaky Caldron; she had to keep her resolve. A tear rolled down her check and she bit her lip.
Standing at the back door she tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hard wood it fell like broken glass
She said, "Sometimes love slips away
And you just can't get it back, let's face it"
"Angie, wait-" He took a step towards her, the wood floor creaking with his weight.
She wanted to comfort him, she ached to, but he was not his brother. "No! I have a chance to get my life back, I'm taking it." She opened the back door and walked out to the yard, apperating with a pop, never looking at the heart broken face of George Weasley.
For one split second, she almost turned around
But that would be like pouring rain drops back into a cloud
So she took another step and said
"I see the way out and I'm gonna' take it"
She couldn't keep doing this, so she quit. Angelina Johnson was not going to depend on the brother of her dead lover anymore. She was not going to spend her life that way.
I don't wanna spend my life jaded, waiting
To wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by wasted
A week had gone by and by now George was certain he was never going to see her again. He got up with a half full bottle of fire whiskey and stumbled to the kitchen, tripping over other various bottles. He made his way to the freezer and glanced at the sink. "Man, I'm torn over a girl I never loved. Fred woulda smacked me 5 days ago." He said drunkenly to himself.
He stumbled to the sink and watched the alcohol go down. He started cleaning up.
Another glass of whiskey but it still don't kill the pain
So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain
He says, "It's time to be a man and stop living for yesterday
Gotta face it"
He was going to get on with his life, no matter what it took.
'Cause I don't wanna spend my life jaded, waiting
To wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by wasted
George looked at the sun rise through the back door, sighing and smiling slightly. Going to work, before apperating, Angelina did the same. They were no longer chained to each other, as they had been when they lost Fred.
Oh I don't wanna keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time wasted
She rode her broom late at night, just as the sun was rising. He washed his face and looked at himself with a new clarity, one he hadn't had since his brother died.
She kept drivin' along
'Til the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side
He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear
For the first time in a while, yeah yeah
"Never again." They said, in unknowing unison.
Oh, I don't wanna spend my life jaded, waiting
To wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by wasted
Oh I don't wanna keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time wasted
Oh I don't wanna spend my life jaded, waiting
To wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by wasted, yeah, yeah
Oh I don't wanna keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time wasted