She boards the ship with all her style
Wondering all the while,
What has happened to her smile…

She should be excited
Happy as well
But all she can think of
Is damning him to hell

How could he do it
Just leave her that way
To board this ship
Alone today

This should have been like a romance novel
Instead it’s a scene from a movie of horror

Alone she stands
As the ship leaves port
He’s really not coming
She has no lover, no escort

Holding her head high
Trying not to cry
She heads for the bar
Hiding the scars

*Is he thinking of her, like she’s thinking of him?
Of course not
I hope she can swim…