They were sit peacefully on this bench

Under a tree, front of the ocean

Old friends

It was a brief moment but a beautiful moment

It was sweet, it was good

And now they will sit forever

On that bench

Under this tree

Quietly

Within this Magical Blue

how do i miss someone that i've never met?
why do i feel his pain and all of yours as if it were my own? 
i've always wanted my heart to break when someone else's does
and it seems that all the hearts he gave to you
are the very reason your hearts are so broken now

we can write, draw, sing or paint
but if we cannot love,
it is all meaningless
mother theresa once said,
"we cannot do great things,
only small things
with great love"

this is written with love
by a girl over in canada
who is sad with all of you today,
who is more familiar with loss than she'd like to be,
who lost her dad to cancer five years ago 
and her mom to a drunk driver when she was only nine years old

sending heaps & heaps of comfort
to honeyboy's family & those who love him most
to the broken-hearted
who were once hearted
by a really special guy

Honey is so many things.

It's warm, homely, glowy gold,

Sweet, but not overly so.

Honey makes me think of fall,

And laughter over candlelight,

And sunlight... sunshine.

It fills me with happiness,

It makes me feel full of love,

It gives me a smile and imaginary hugs.

I think it's only fitting, then,

That a soul so full of warmth

And radiance and love

Should be remembered as

The forever loved

honeyboy.

Today I saw a honey bee

Flying high up in the sky

You were on your way to heaven

So I stopped to wave goodbye

I'm sad to say that I only interacted with honeyboy recently when he requested a bunny portrait. I'm happy that he saw it and honoured that he made it his portrait pic.

Rest in peace, honeyboy <3