The worst part about getting older isn’t the wrinkles
Or the sagging skin
Or the creaky knees
Or the funny old people smell.
And if I learned one thing,
It's that watching those you love slowly disintegrate
In front of your very eyes
Kills you so much faster than time itself does.
He's dying one memory at a time.
And I’m terrified for the moment when my face
Isn’t one he recognizes anymore.
The worst part about getting older is knowing that my worst fear is
inevitable.
