Someday when I'm old and wasting away,
Someday when I look back on that beautiful day.
The day that we met, the simplest of ways.
Two peoples worlds suddenly swirled in a daze.
That day when I look back, eyes covered in glaze.
I'll remember the way you stood in that place.
The way you finger your hair, so neatly it lays.
Your sweetness plummeting me into a maze.
A maze for my mind, led out by radiant rays.
Rays from your mouth, the loveliest symphony plays.
Your personality, never tainted by frays.
I'll sit there someday knowing my heart still sways.

I'll remember the way your hand fit in mine for that feeling.
That feeling of care and emotional healing.
The knowledge that my heart was just what you’re stealing.
Your eyes breaking me down like an onion, peeling.
There's nowhere but up, possibilities with no ceiling.
Such a happiness evoked, like a young child, squealing.


Sitting in your glow like I'm soaking up the sun.
I knew that my war was already won.
Won for the one, one below none.

Someday, not actually wasting away.
Living for you, never wasting, we stay.


Someday.