I remember it hurt, watching her hurt. Even though we only spoke maybe once a week or twice a month I understood her. She did save my life when we were 12 and we grew to be good friends. But know since were older it's different. It's not proper, I knew this day was coming I just didn't want to admit it. I William Turner was in love with Elizabeth Swann. Did she know it? No.

I knocked on the door to the Swann household and waited for one of the many maids to answer. "Ah Will me boy! Come in! Come in!" Smiled . We'd known each other since I first came to Port Royal, and we've kept each other company threw the years. "I suppose you have the order for Governor Swann?" I asked eyeing towards the sword box in my hands. "Your curiosity is correct" I chuckled and placed the box down on the table in the center of the entrance of the house. "I'll go get the governor for you" he smiled and left me to myself.

I looked around the home of which Elizabeth grew up in and remembered the days when I'd be over here everyday keeping the governors daughter company. But my day dreaming came to an end when I heard a bickering coming from up the stairs.

"Father please you don't understand!" She shouted. "My dear it's for your own good" he pleaded. "No. I won't allow it! I'm sorry Father, but I can't marry him! I don't love him!" She replied. "But Elizabeth it's not about love it's for support!" "Ugggg" she moaned slamming the door open and stomping down the stairs. "Elizabeth! You can not treat me like this" he demanded.

I watched as an angel came down to my level. Her lips pouted, eyes pointed down towards her feet. "Ahem" I managed to choke out. "Oh Will!" Her face changed into a wide grin and eyes full of hope. " " I bowed. "How many times do I have to tell you please call me Elizabeth" she teased. "At least once more " I smiled. "Will I see you have my order" interrupted his voice. "Oh yes Governor Swann, right on time as commanded" I transferred my attention to her father and proceeded to my work.

"Will!"

"Will! Wake up!"

I woke to Bootstrap pouring a bucket of sea water onto my head. "What was that for!" I shouted sitting up from my slumber. "You were talking in your sleep about Elizabeth" he frowned. I placed my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes. "Crew needs you on deck in 5 minutes" he explained and left my quarters. It's been 9 years without her. Nine long years.

I don't know how I've gone this long honestly. I've not heard from her nor have I seen my wife in what seems like forever. She could have ended up with another man started a family, or she's going through the same torture as I am waiting for the day to come to meet me on that island. The island that started it all.