It was a long time ago now, but it still crosses my mind from time to time, mostly when i'm down,at the bottom of a bottle. And i think how i could of done things so differently and maybe you'd still bemine, and then i stop thinking selfishly as the soberness returns and i thank God you got away.At least you found someone to consume all your pain, my pain that i handed to you so graciousely butnow i'm holding it all alone, standing in the rain, watching the people go by, wishing i had somewhereto go, wishing i had someone too see. But i know i'm better off alone, and i would never put anyonethrough that again, i don't think i've got long left anyway, at least not inside, it's about time i died.I just hope you're all happy.