83

The smell of rain
The touch of your hands on my waist
The simple things
Remind me what it's like to love again
Forget me
Forget me not
Would you still love me
When I'm old and gone to pot?

Wonder how old I'll be
When you'll stop loving me?
Will you still think of me
As your lovely
When we're 83?

You're so sweet to me
Your smile makes me happy
And I cherish the
Tiny moments and memories
Our laughs and jokes
In between kisses
Would you still love me
If I lose all my richеs?

Wonder what we'll do
When wе're old and blue
And the memories ain't so new
Will you still be true
When we're 92?

And I worry
If I'll still have you by my side
When we're 90
Don't want to lose you to time

But guess what, you're stuck with me
'Cause I love you, you see
And we are meant to be
'Till we join the sea