A Simple Bench

This poem captures what I think is a genuine love towards someone. I don't know, I'm single. Just something from my imagination.

Here I sit as I think of you
On this very bench at the park
Where we first met
Where I fell for you

As time passes, and wrinkles grow
I remember my memories with you
For you are the one I vowed to
Right at this very bench, I proposed to you

Author's Note

Feel fre to critique it please. So if there are improvements that can be done, thereof can be executed.