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Elizabeth comforts herself a couple of months after Will's departure.

i always go through the same routine. i have been doing so every day for the past few months. He told me to keep a weather eye on the horizon so thats what I'll do. I love him too much not to.

It's unfair that we had to be seperated, so soon barely an hour after our wedding, i could never forgive Davey for that.

Night are the hardest, I wake up crying hating everyone and everything. I run a hand over my round stomach and tears choke me. My unborn child. So pure and innocent, having to grow up without a real father.

I hate Jack sometimes, for not stabbing the heart immeadiatly, if he had have done, Will and i would be together forever, for the rest of our days. Yes. I blame Jack sometimes, however unfair and unjust it sounds. But I did lose my one love.

I had never known any other love like ours. We just understood each other, we did not have to communicate with words, just by glances and secret smiles across the room, we knew what each other was thinking. Most people can't even dream of a love like that.

I had it. I had it and I loved it, I had a man who was perfect to me, gentle, kind, with that pirateness in.

I used to think it would be exciting to meet a pirate. I suppose I was right, but by pirate I now mean Will. To me he is the only pirate.

I miss him. I do. So much it phisically pains me, I feel like I'm the one who was stabbed in the heart. I look at the chest sometimes and I want to throw, hurtle it across the sea in anger and hurt. But everytime I pick it up I hear the thumping of his heart. The heart he gave to me. Th heart he said had always belonged to me. Mine had always belonged to him, ever since I met him i knew it.

We had waisted 8 years avoiding the truth, The Unvanquished Truth, that out destinies were entwined.

Its every evening as i watch the sunset the grass soft against mt bare feat, and my habd stroking my stomach when I feel it. The Wind. And I smile.

Mine and Wills love was like the wind. It is the wind; we can not see it, but its there; we can feel it. As long as I can feel the wind on my face I can keep going, even if it is for a futher 10 years. And if anything bad happens during then so the curse is not broken? I just hope the wind still blows so I can carry on feeling out love untill it is.