Awww. Just writing this is making me cry... Review! Song is 'Forget about us' by Tim McGraw.

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Im gonna drive on out to the river tonight
Find a quiet spot, turn on my parking lights
Im gonna drink some beers, try to catch a buzz
Turn my radio up and forget about us

Bones. I miss calling her Bones.

Sarah, now THAT was a mistake. She didn't last two months, and I lost my Bones. Tonight I am going to drive until I am lost, then I'll park, crank the radio and drown my misery in beer. Sounds like a good plan to me.

Why can't I get her out of my head?

Im gonna lay me down on the hood of this car
Make another wish upon a falling star
Im gonna think again about the way it was
Im gonna close my eyes and forget about us

I am lying on the hood of my SUV, watching the stars burn slowly, millions of miles away. As my mind wanders, I think of our wedding day. WEDDING DAY! I was married to the woman of my dreams, and then I just let her go.

A lone tear slips down my cheek as I think of her. Closing my eyes with a sigh, I let my mind go blank. Thinking of her is just too painful.

I know it wont be easy but Ive got a plan
To just let my memory let go of your hand
Im gonna miss your touch
But I know I must forget about us

She is probably working. She's gotten over me, and locked that precious heart of hers back up. There is nothing left for me here.

By the third beer I have decided to put in for a tranfer when I get back to work on Monday.

And when the morning sun burns across my face
Ill put my shirt back on, get up and walk away
Im gonna climb my frame onto a greyhound bus
Take a little blue pill and forget about us

I woke slowly the next morning, the sun beating down on my face. I picked myself up and went to start the car. The engine rolled over but remained stubbornly still. She was stubborn too.

A bus stopped next to my car and an elderly driver asked if I needed a lift. Nodding, I clambered on to the bus, ready to start a new life.

Because I knew it was too painful when she had already moved on.

(spoken):
By the time I get to phoenix, I wont know your name
Those soft green eyes, your warm skin
And the way you say good morning
Ill be alright