It was nothing fancy, really. Just a really plain, sleek gold watch.
But it has since became one important accessory in my dresser.
This gold piece started my love affair with the colour actually, and I soon began to build my wardrobe around it. Clothes. Bags with gold buckles. Sandals with gold details...
I lost my watch while travelling in New York about 2 months back.
And believe it or not, the heartache resembles a painful breakup. The pain never seems to truly fade.
Afterall, there're so many things that remind me of the watch. My outfits never seem complete without the watch. It almost feels like something's missing all the time.
It was made worse with the fact that Jurong Entertainment Centre had to be scheduled for demolition when I was away...
And hence my efforts to buy another one of the gold watch came in futile.
I still try my luck at every pushcart I see now (even those in Batam), but I've never had the luck to see that design again.The closest I ever came, was a similar design in silver. I had to buy the watch. But it was almost difficult to match it with the stuff in my wardrobe.
Self-reproach creeps in once in a while.
And I blame myself for never really treasuring my watch.
I bought the watch for twenty-six dollars. A tad more than what I'll normally pay for a watch. But now, I'll actually pay much more to get my watch back.
Maybe one day I'll see my watch again... Or maybe one day I'll fall in love with another one..
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps...
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