Let's make lemonade together

Every morning I wake up I remind myself.  The alarm is set at the same time, the sun comes up through the same crack in the blinds, I drink the same coffee and get into the same car, but this might not be the same day.

The world is full of all, the wicked and the wonder.  Everyday I struggle to find the latter but know that the other is just behind.  Yet the moment we met everything felt a little different.  My coffee didn't taste the same, my car felt like a different machine, and the light seemed to shine a little brighter.

Now you are at my side, the two of us together hand in hand in this crazy world.  I don't know what tomorrow brings as much as we try to make it be ours.  The chaos of the world will write the last line to our book but it doesn't seem to matter.  The world can throw what it wants our way as long as I have you by my side.  Any lemon that gets put in our way, I feel we can make a great lemonade.  As dark as the night may be, as cloudy as the forecast reads, when I look into your eyes as you look into mine, I remember that we have the energy of the stars and the light in your eyes awakens my soul.  You brighten my life more than any darkness bring.  Enough brightness to make me smile as the earth crumbles below our feet.  We'll laugh together, glasses in our hands as the world is set to fire.  While it all burns, the oceans turn to fire and the crowds scream in horror, we can look into each other's eyes and cheers, laughing that the fact that our lemonade really needs a little more sugar.

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