I’ll Find Love Again
“Until one morning, I’ll wake up and find I’m thinking about something else, and then I’ll know the worst is over. My heart might be bruised but it will recover and become capable of seeing the beauty of life once more. It happened before, it will happen again, I’m sure. When someone leaves, its because someone is about to arrive.”
Paulo Coelho, The Zahir
No Time
The watch he gave her for her graduation suddenly stopped working.
For over a month, she’s been telling her boyfriend to have it fixed. Time and time again, she would bring the precious watch only to have him give it back to her abruptly.
I have no time to fix it.
She waited for three days.
Still no time.
She waited for a week.
Still no time.
She waited for two weeks.
Still no time.
She waited for three weeks.
Still no time.
And on the fourth week, after days of not seeing him, with only a handful of hours spent together which have been rushed–she came to him, the watch held tightly in her hand. “Love, please fix this watch you gave me?”
He barely glanced at her, irritated by her mere presence. “Don’t bug me right now, I’m studying for work.”
Still no time.
One day, he went to his office, his mind preoccupied with the work to be done, priorities to be met and then he found a small box sitting squarely on his desk. He opened it and read a note with a single line written on it,
“TIME HAS STOPPED FOR US.”
And inside was the watch he gave, where time no longer ran.
