This, of course, is from Eliza's perspective. It's a LITTLE (very) different from the song because it's based on my earlier story Different so read that first thanks!!!
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I suppose I made this choice for myself, I didn't have to let him go, but I did. No, that's wrong. I had to let him go. He has a kid with this woman now and I couldn't take him from that. It's only been a month and I already miss him. Philip, my (our) oldest son, is off to college already. The other seven children are still with me. They hide out now. Stay upstairs. Since Alexander is gone I've started sleeping in the downstairs guest room and giving them the upstairs to play. And there is enough space for the little kids to not drive the oldest(s) insane.

Of course, the children see Alexander any time they can, but nevertheless the youngest ask me when he's coming home, and the older kids ask if there is any chance he will come back. I never know what to say. He's not coming back. I know that. He never loved me. Now he has married for love. And I was simply a blip in his life. A blip that created eight kids that we now have to raise with him being married to another girl.

It doesn't seem possible.