Ode to My Significant Other (Or Lack Thereof)

Oh my love, where art thou,
In my heart, in my thoughts,
Or are thou just a fleeting memory,
A mirage that I have sought.

For days I have searched high and low,
Through the valleys and the hills,
But alas, my darling, I have found,
That thou art nowhere to be found still.

I have gazed upon the moon and stars,
And whispered sweet nothings to the wind,
But my love, it seems thou art not there,
And my heart aches for thee again.

Oh how I long to hold thy hand,
And gaze into thy eyes so bright,
But instead I find myself alone,
With only my dreams to hold tight.

So I’ll sit and write this silly rhyme,
With a tear in my eye and a laugh on my lips,
For though thou art not here with me,
My love, it seems I still have ships.