Why I Love My Honey

someone in this world is special to me
making me smile on the dullest day
some days he's my glasses to help me see
others my colours throughout a grey day

my parachute when I begin to fall
my thornless rose when the world seems too sharp
sadly there's no room to describe it all
he's really my angel without a harp

I love him enough to die for him but
far too deeply to die because of him
he's the one who taught me how not to cut
he showed me life really isn't so grim

so these are the reason's I love my sweet
and I thank the lord for letting us meet