Dear Honey

Dear  Honey,

Days have been long without you but I have only begun to realize this.I have never seen you, let alone heard your low husky voice. My mind can’t comprehend this recurring sensation, love. As days pass by with sleepless nights of you in my dreams. As I drift into my dreams I begin to feel a great amount of closeness. Yet, every time I am close to see, you my eyes open from the morning sunlight. It has been month with repeated lonely days without touching you. The sun continues to rise and set without flaw without a care how others feel. The rays of the heartless sun push through my skin to reach my inner thoughts and burn it alive. Headaches of the same image of you that I can not reach. You are the reason I cry these days, and work hard for a prospering future as a flower bud grows beautifully for Spring. Months have passed, being restless, so why can’t I see you beside me? I just need to close my eyes to be in your arms as a child to a mother. To the bare eyes this is a vision of hearts that leaps throughout the world. Waiting each day has become the normal for the water in my roots have dried from the heavy sunlight of patience. There is a change in the aura of your presentation for I have become unstable, but my pride has shown. As I dream of you through long days I love myself too much to be taken a fool to the grown. The sun will continue to shine so I must learn to grow. I will create strong roots to withstand harsh storms to bloom as the best version of me. I have dried out because of life and of you. Not seeing you is gloomy, not hearing your voice is drying, but the fragrance you have been receiving has become hope.  Forget me not for I am your heliotrope because you have already smelled the scent of lavender love. Continuous months will end once I’ve reached to hold your hand into the sunset.