Make some lemonade. I have recently learned of the symphony a watermelon, lemon, and melon cocktail can do to my taste buds. (Picture may vary from actual product). It was so delicious. My mind is still refusing to call the pinkish-red drink a lemonade - the color is as far away as it can be from normal lemony lemonade. So, I was also told "there are pink lemons the way there are red oranges". Deceitful, how fruits can be. Somewhere in that declaration of my dear sweet special someone, lies a profound message. Like "sorry I'm not the man you want me to be" But when you're in love more things make sense when you don't have to explain yourself. So I kissed him and told him to shut up. And then we both cried and were happy after. PS. Not true story. |