Honey,

I hope you know I loved you on purpose. 

I loved you down to my sugar bones. 

Please trust that in all this silence, 

my prayers have been howling to the moon for years.

And despite all my wild stillness,

I still speak of you as home. 

As a kindness.

As a dream. 

You were always sweet like Honey. 

But, my darling, 

I never belonged with the bees.