If I could see one last thing before I go blind,
It would be you smile,
If I could hear one last thing before I go deaf,
It would be your perfect laugh,
If I could smell one last thing,
before the sense disappears,
it would be you and how you smell so good,
If I could touch one last thing before my nerves are dead,
it would be you I feel,
your arms around me,
and that feeling that you'd never let me go,
and if you ever did,
that's something I would dread
