Around the playground he’d chase me,

when we were five,

He’d always call out,

“I love you, and you love me, right?”

I would just giggle and laugh

Then run away

I thought he was playing a game,

And he’d soon go away.

But as we grew,

He still chased me around,

But I had learned to lose him

On the old playground.

High school came

And he passed notes to me

I would read them and they’d say:

“I still love you, Honeybee.”

He had called me that

Since we were three

Every time we’d meet he’d say

“Hi, Honeybee!”

When college came

He had to leave

But he said

“Don’t worry, I’ll be back, Honeybee.”

A few years later

He called me

And said

“you’d better come see me quick, Honeybee.”

I drove to his house

His mother answered the door

And she said

“The doctor says he has a brain tumor.”

I ran past his mother

And straight to his bed

I asked if it was true,

And he nodded his head.

“Honeybee, I’m sorry

The Lord says I have to go,

But I want you to have what’s in that box,

The one with the bow.”

I opened the box

And found a diamond ring

And as I started to cry he said

“Please don’t cry, instead, sing.”

so I sang for him

About how I loved him all along

I sang for him

Until he was gone.