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Aug 2013
Sitting in class,
I check my watch.
Time seems to pass,
but ever so slowly.
As I glance down again,
memories begin to arise.
Within this small,
and simply thing,
thoughts and conversations lie within.

Making the right decision at the time,
I walked into this store.
With no intention,
but to look around.
As I passed by items,
and glanced here and there.
Something caught my eye.
This grey band,
with a rose gold clock.
As I looked past the glass,
I couldn't help but beg for it within.

A gentleman came by,
but simply to help.
His intentions were pure,
and he convinced me so.
I tried on the watch,
and fell in love.
As he began to talk,
I suddenly fell for the second time.
His words were true,
and his smile was kind.
I couldn't help but stay,
for was it the watch,
or this man?
Both kept me in place,
a short conversation,
that meant so much.

As my mind began to race,
I knew I needed him,
rather than this watch.
I never believed in love at first sight,
or conversation I suppose.
But who could deny this.
Distance seemed to be the problem,
but I didn't care.
This was a man I would do anything for,
and I would still to this day.

A sudden call of my name,
and it seemed I had to leave.
So difficult to break away,
but I somehow did.
As I left,
I realized,
that I would never see this man again.

And somehow I was okay with that,
because I had the watch.
Cindy Munoz
Written by
Cindy Munoz  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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   Gary Muir
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