Lemonade Love

Love hits you, but not when you want it to

Love knocks the wind out of you when the palm trees are swaying in the breeze and it feels like nothing and everything could go wrong

It swoops down when you take a sip of lemonade

It knocks the drink out of your hand and coats your body with that sweet, sweet nectar

The nectar you try to shower away but the stain and the feeling of it may never leave

Love is lemonade

The best and the worst kind

Love is a blissful contradiction

It can even make a baseball pitcher blind

But there's something you should know

Lovers shouldn't hit you when you don't want them to

Lovers shouldn't let you fall when you were standing at your highest

They shouldn't swoop down and demand a sip of your lemonade when you don't want them to

They shouldn't cause your body to be drenched in sweat, worrying about what they would do next

The sweat that you try to wipe away but know that nothing will change

Lovers should be like lemonade

Sweet yet sour and make you feel better

Lovers shouldn't contradict

I love you is not a good excuse for abuse

So please don't take my lemonade for granted and instead of just chugging it down and demanding for more,

Use a straw.

Understand me better.

Know your limits because I know mine.

Lemonade is best when you give the lemons time to ripe.