- By Steven Hilbert
- Published 06/12/2011
- Writing for the Web
This is not a love story. It is a story about love. It was on the newspaper when he saw the watch again. How time flies! 50 years had passed since he saw it the last time. He never stopped finding it during the 50 years. He was too old to remember too many things. However, everything about her was still engraved in his mind and never disappeared. When the war came, he was going to marry her. They were surrounded by panic instead of happiness because more and more men were conscripted into the army. He could not escape the fate. God played a trick on them that the day of parting was on Christmas Day when they had attended to hold their wedding ceremony.
It was snowing heavily. He took out the watch. The Christmas gift became the farewell gift. It was inexpensive and beautiful. The point was the watch must fit for her. With its black leather band
and golden dial, the watch looked small and exquisite. The mineral crystal dial window shining under the moonlight just like her flashing eyes. He knew she would like it because she was longing for such an elegant and stylish design watch which could suit any occasion. He told her that the watch would stay with her until he came back. The sound of the watch was his fine-sounding words. He promised he would come back and marry her. The war was cruel and people were forced to leave their native places. There was no doubt that they lost touch with each other. Many soldiers were killed but he tried his best to keep alive because he owed her a wedding and he promised to come back. The war was over but he never found her again. He could make sure the watch was the one which he sent to her. She was still waiting for him. He got on the train with nothing but the newspaper to realize his promise…