Alone
in this house again tonight
I got the TV on, the sound turned down
and a bottle of wine
He was sitting there, drinking a bottle of firewhisky just like the night before.
Would his pain never go away?
He picked up a picture and set it back down.
He couldn't dare to look at for too long.
He couldn't let himself cry.
There's
pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was
and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin'
away
He still couldn't believe that they had left.
They were supposed to grow old together.
Raise
children and grandchildren, but it's all gone now. I've
never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought
that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
He took the last swig of the firewhisky.
His vision was blurred from the alcohol but he could still make out the faces on the pictures.
But
I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride,
let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
The temptation to drop his head into his hands and let it all out was overwhelming.
But his pride was standing in the way.
That stupid bloody pride he had always been raised with.
Would
it help if I turned a sad song on
"All By Myself" would
sure hit me hard now that you're gone
It had been months but the pain was still fresh in his memory.
It was like it had been yesterday.
Or
maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad
before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this
way
His friends tried to get him out of the house. But he couldn't leave.
The memories were a pain and a comfort at the same time.
If he left the house then his reasons for thinking about….
He just couldn't do it.
They didn't understand.
They had someone and he didn't.
I've
never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought
that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm
just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let
it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
He
couldn't handle it anymore.
The tears started dripping down his face and he knew what he was going to do.
He picked up his wand and walked away.