I Still Wanna Grow Old With You (...But Not The Adam Sandler Thing.) Poem by Gretchen Navalta

You turn me upside down these days,
I don’t know if I can still stand with it.
Those memories that we’ve shared;
Do still linger and I’m damn missing it.

Those long enjoyable stroll every night;
Although we’re not using your own bike.
Those corny words of yours that thrills me most,
And of course, how can I forget our childish fight.

Things weren’t the same so as today;
Hope I can carry through as I end my day.
And now that you’ve got your own bike to ride;
Then you’re into something I will never like.

To make you at ease, I stop doing everything I want;
Cause it’s what you want though it makes me sad.
I broke up with my gurlfriends as well;
And now when you’re busy, I’m lonely as hell!

Everybody hates being me;
They don’t understand why it’s you I still long to be.
That if things isn’t right for the both of us,
Why don’t we rest both of our tired hearts.

But I shut my eyes and tried not to see,
Tried to be numb to as not to feel,
I tried to be deaf with everything I hear,
Because I love you and I don’t care with them.

Will things be okey as I wish to be?
Cause it’s you alone I want as I end my day.
God knows well I’ve tried enough to understand you;
Hope you understand why I’m doing this too.

Be well now cause I do miss you so much;
Be back with your own you whom I’ve loved from the past.
Making up with you was the last thing I really wanna do,
Because ‘till now and then, I still wanna grow old with you.