I sacrifice myself.

For this simplicity of love

I make a jab at myself.

Just a girl with a lot of affection to move about

Never know what might come out

Of my heart, my mind, my soul.

Not looking for a Puddin’ or Romeo

Not a Don Juan or a Prince Charming.

I’m looking for Honey.

Have you seen him?

He’s got the great smile.

He’s got this hair that just goes back in waves

As he waves at me in my head.

He’s got this body that’s not quite dad bod but not body builder.

And he’s gorgeous.

Fiction faction a fraction of the time

I’m daydreaming about him.

Honey isn’t someone I know or anything like that.

He’s not some guy I’m infatuated with.

I’m just a little crazy so I made him up.

Honey is my soulmate,

My heartbeat

The one who accompanies me

The one who I’m on this journey for

To find myself and love me more.

Honey is some fancy man that I dreamt up one day, alone.

All I need to be,

Honey, he’s looking for me.

Posters stapled.

Have you seen her?