A/N: This is a short one shot about what's going through Jack's head at the end of season two. I don't own Lost or the song Tonight I wanna cry by Keith Urban. Hope you like it!

Alone in this house again tonight

I got the TV on

The sound turned down

And a bottle of wine

There's pictures of you and I

On the walls around me

The way that it was

And could've been surrounds me

I'll never get over you walkin' away.

He sat in his cell alone. He had been planning an escape, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't escape. Not without her.

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.

They had taken her away some time ago. He hadn't seen her since. He likes to think that she was just put in another cell. A better one. One without him in it.

Would it help if I turned

A sad song on

All by myself

Would sure hit me hard

Now that you're gone

Or maybe unfold

Some old yellow lost love letters

It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better

I'll never get over you

By hiding this way.

But the truth was, he was never going to see her again. She was dead. All because he thought his plan would work. Could work. How stupid could he be?

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 had broken down. He hardly ever cried. It was a sign of weakness. But he didn't care anymore. Why would he? His whole life was worthless. Every time a good thing happened to him, he ruined it.

I've never been the kind

To ever let my feelings show

And I thought that being strong

Meant never losin' your self-control

But I'm just drunk enough

To let go of my pain

To hell with this pride

Let it fall like rain from my eyes

Tonight I wanna cry...

To let go of my pain

To hell with my pride

Let it fall like rain from my eyes

Tonight I wanna cry...

Jack Shephard had hit an all time low. She had died because of him. Now he had no reason to live. He cried for himself. He felt sorry for himself. She was never coming back. As his father said "You don't have what it takes."