I’m made to travel in pairs, yet I’m famous for disappearing alone. I know your shape better than your shoes do. I’m first to meet the cold, last to leave the day. What am I?

I arrive with a twin but rarely stay together. My color warns, my taste forgives. Break me open and I betray my softness with a stone that refuses your teeth. Birds steal me first, humans argue whether I belong on stems or in jars. What am I?

I know you don't need me, you always know everything. You're going to put me out of sight, forgetting about me and going wherever you want. But it's ok, I'll be here for you, when you finally admit you're lost and confused. I'll show you the way without judgment.

Scrub a dub dub Cleaning up in the tub Follow directions, be a good listener Do this step, before conditioner

I’m a shiny precious prize. Those who get what comes before me are said to be the worst by kids and salty competitors alike. Switch my second and third and I’m a tiny slice.