I pictured us growing old together.
I mean, imagine that; two high school sweethearts with love that failed to perish though set on fire many years back.
I could see it, you know. It was almost like it was a monochromatic flashback set in slow motion; a vivid memory although yet to happen.
It was the most perfect thing I could think of seeing your stupid signature smile everyday, you know, the one that brightens your whole face, and kissing the map of wrinkles that had resided with age that also told countless stories about how far we had come and the journey in which we had taken. We had the most beautiful children: Asiariyanne, Jupiter and little Jaxon that looked at us as if we were superheroes battling the night. Their eyes so innocent, not yet debased by this world of pain. Fractions of our cells that had collided transforming into the most perfect human beings with nothing but the incredible feeling of unconditional love running through their veins.

I used to think the problem was that we met too young. And so it was inexorable that we would not grow together and instead grow apart.
And that was partially true, I guess.
You had your demons and I had fought mine and we never really took the time to find ourselves before we found each other.
Had we met a different time, say 20 years from now, in an obvious place like a bookstore or a coffee shop, then maybe we could have had a chance of real, genuine happiness.

Maybe, someday we will meet again.
Stumble across each other after doing a double-take. And you say
“excuse me miss, have we met before”
And we will soon fall into old habits with the same undying love that was once a small flame.
Maybe then, that “flashback” [more like flash forward] I had of the future, that I could picture so lucidly
could finally set in motion.

—  it’s 01:22Am 26hours and 14minutes since I left you. How long until the pain stops? Why do I feel like I need you? Why can’t we fix what we had? “Maybe in another lifetime” (Y.A)

I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad 

Carry you around when your arthritis is bad 

All I wanna do is grow old with you. 

I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches 

build you a fire if the furnace breaks 

Oh it could be so nice, growin old with you. 

I’ll miss you, kiss you, give you my coat when you are cold. 

Need you, feed you, I’ll even let you hold the remote control. 

So let me do the dishes in the kitchen sink 

Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink. 

Oh I could be the man to grow old with you. 

I wanna grow old with you


Made 3 months ago this video is posted. I felt like arranging this song because of it simplicity and sweetness


Grow Old With You - Originally sung by Adam Sandler from the movie “The Wedding Singer

Arranged by: Nico (Me)

An Instrumental Back-Up track for people to add their voices onto. Contact me if you want to.


I arranged it my way, with my own intro and ending… and I didn’t get this from barbershop this time! I arranged it with my own ear, from the movie, and by own tune in my head; meaning I added a few movements/notations of my own!

… and into an acoustic piano style with its acoustic style feel :P


For the young lovers that want to get old together, and for the old lovers that still want to keep that love growing. Keep On with that love. I know I’m still holding.


super cute :)