Distant Shores Ii

The gin is starting to wear off as the boat tour comes to an end Heartache sets in as I remember seeing you and your new mate I feel saddened and hurt and know we can't even remain friends Life is complicated again with even more added to my plate I walk unsteady for miles trying to find my way back To the little bungalow we rented on the sandy beach Feeling irritated, if she is in there, I just might crack Not knowing what to expect as I start to plan my speech As I get closer, the bungalow looks abandoned and dark I find my key and take a deep breath as I open the door To my surprise, it is empty, the walls are bare and stark I then notice your ring and the little note left on the floor I feel hurt and angry, not sure if I should read the note I shakily read the note and cry, I can't believe my eyes "Sorry my love but I am bored and need to sow my wild oats" I pick up your ring, no longer a symbol of love, just your lies