Sometimes I wonder where my love went
When they were carried away,
Wondered if their heart found
Somewhere new to play.

I look at things they love,
See tears in my eyes,
Touching at memories,
Glancing over subtle lies.

I remember the boat they left on,
Sailing away into the sun,
Promising times would follow,
And they would be having so much fun.

Sometimes I wonder if my love will return,
Back into my arms,
Here to lay,
Ready to let me be bask in their charms.

But for now I know no certainty,
Only wonder what will come,
Waiting for my pirate,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.