Apples,
Sweet apples, as sweet as our friendship.
I bite into one, the flavor and excitement filling my mouth.
I won't miss it just one bit.

We laugh, we cry,
We share emotions,
Our bond stronger than the apple tree.

I just wish you remembered me.

I go away for one day, and what do you see?
You see a whole different person in me.

I try to be your friend,
but your apple turns bitter and sour as a lemon.
Why, I ask, are you this way?
Do you want me to go away?

We used to be good friends;
Now I'm not so sure.
But I will miss you, dear friend.
I will miss our sweet friendship.

I will miss the sweet apple,
The apple that kept us together.