Fallen lime.

I am learning to honour a moment again,
Because how I know they do not last.
I remember how I’d drink in a moment,
In the easier, carefree, past.
That was before the future,
Became a place that can destroy.
That was before a promise,
Became just an effective ploy.
I have lost the dream,
But I can still enjoy a time.
I do not have lemons for making lemonade,
But I’ll drink in my fallen lime.