To Bring You Back

I vividly remember the feeling As I searched your desk; With hope of resurrecting some small part of you. To discover with agonizing trepidation that your watch had stopped. Hands still, unmoving, ticking silenced. And felt another puzzle-piece fall into place In the reinforced finality of your passing. How bittersweet, the realization that I cannot bring you back. I cannot love you back. I cannot dream you back into my life again! Returning briefly, you cannot stay. With heightened poignancy I purchased a new battery To bring your watch to life again. Thus enabling the pretense that your time Had never ended.