A sip was all it took
To leave me and my taste buds shook
A touch of sour and sweet
Made it too deliciously discreet
Is it bad to compare what we have to an unsuspecting lemon?
For what we had wasn't always sunshine and rainbows
We had the sweet, we had the painful sour
Yet atleast I know the moment was our
A cup of lemonade, to you and me
Who for years became friends and loved badly
But will this cup of lemonade remain the same,
Even if a new lemonade stand came?