Few days had passed
since your last visit.
Cleaning up from our playful
“mess.”

I came across a water bottle
that was left on my desk.
I believed it was yours since not
near my stand.

Parched, I took a drink.
Then I was instantly set back.
This water
It tasted so sweet.

I put my nose up to check,
and it smelt even sweeter.
Reminded me of a fruit,
that I had never even eaten.

How could this be?
While water so refreshing
never had much of a taste
now tasted even sweeter
than a delectable berry.

I wondered if I should chug the rest and let
the taste intoxicate me further
or sip on the water and pleasantly enjoy
the taste of you.

Oh how I find myself
always thinking of you,
craving every part,
still thirsting for your
Sweetened Water.